Under Grey Skies - Kamelot, Charlotte Wessels

In the ruins of madness

A ghost of a chance

There is new hope reborn in every tragedy

And the world I see bares

A mystery waiting to be revealed

And don’t you know that

Every cloud has a silver lining

You may call me a dreamer

Call me a fool

Just a blue eyed believer in you

In the age of confusion

Tears and despair

Let me sell you a dream of prosperity

In this great illusion

Our humble intentions are well concealed

'Cause don’t you know that

Every cloud has a silver lining

You may call me a dreamer

Call me a fool

Just a blue eyed believer in you

But I’ll die for that someone

In the blink of an eye

So tell me… please tell me Just what kind of fool am I…

When I drown in my fears

In the darkness of sorrow

There’s a promise of grace

Under silver grey skies

And I’m drying my tears

In the blaze of the sunlight

A reviere sealed with a kiss

You may call me a dreamer

Call me a fool

Just a blue eyed believer in you

But I’ll die for that someone

In the blink of an eye

So tell me… please tell me Just what kind of fool am I…

You may call me a dreamer

Call me a fool

Just a blue eyed believer in you

But I’ll die for that someone

In the blink of an eye

So tell me… please tell me Just what kind of fool am I…

What kind of fool am I???