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 Son 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 Self-inflicted holes are piercing Deep within your heart When the best you have to offer Is all you have to give Enjoy the moment God has granted One more day to live Blue skies out my window Said goodbye to early morning rain