Ring Around the Moon

Looking at the ring around the moon Praying that it don't mean bad weather soon Hoping that the sun can raise the dead So maybe I can get out of my bed But did you ever see me? Maybe you took a picture Of who I used to be Burrowed in an office, blinds are closed Someone said "look out and see the snow" But seeing what I can not touch is no... No way to get my mind off of these woes They're always in my head Oh, the things I could have been Places I could have seen The light It so eludes The lazy eye Through which it's viewed From outside the ring around the moon Looking at the ring around the moon Praying that it don't mean bad weather soon Hoping the sun can raise the dead So maybe I can get out of my bed Have I any time to change it? The ending to the story Of who I'm supposed to be