Blue skies in the morning
Stars they fill the night
Fall wind russling through the trees
Sings a song of great delight
On such a day you think you'd say
Exactly what you mean
But in God's perfection
Things ain't always just the way they seem
When the best you have to offer
Falls short of the market
Self inflicted holes are piercing
Deep within your heart
Blue skies in the afternoon
Breeze it starts to still
Two dogs sleeping in the Sunday
Lie upon that grassy hill
At such a time you think you'd find
A way to show your heart
And though you're reaching for her hand
Still you walk upon
When the best you have to offer
Falls short of the market
Self inflicted holes are piercing
Deep within your heart
Sun upon that old barn roof
Celebrates the day
I hold this moment in my hand
Follow it along my way
The future flows this feeling grows
Aside my window sill
By letting go I might escape
There's enough my will
When the best you have to offer
Falls short of the market
Deep within your heart
When the best you have to offer
Falls short of the market
There is no need thinking shift
Deep within your heart
Blue skies out my window
Said goodbye to early morning rain
