When The Mist Clears Away by Larry Groce / Camp Run Publishing / ASCAP

The other morning at the sunrise
When the mist is on the hills and all around
I saw a beautiful grey haired woman
On the road as I drove into town
Well I pulled over and I asked her
If I could give her a lift upon her way
She said no thank you I’m almost home now
I’ll be alright when the mist clears away

Let the sunlight break through the darkness
And let the night turn to beautiful day
Don’t let the shadows turn into mountains
You’ll be all right when the mist clears away

The other evening long past the sundown
When the neon lights are flashing in the night
I saw a young man sit on a door step
That man was a pitiful sight
His eyes were bloodshot, his hands were trembling
I hesitated as I thought I heard him say
I know you lose some, I hope you win some
You’ll be alright when the mist clears away

I’ve been lonely, I’ve been angry
Sometimes I don’t know just which way to turn
I’ve been lazy, I’ve been jealous
Sometimes you know I think I’ll never learn
But deep inside me if I listen
There’s a tiny voice that always seems to say
Don’t be mistaken you’re not forsaken
You’ll be alright when the mist clears away

Let the sunlight break through the darkness
And let the night turn to beautiful day
Don’t let the shadows turn into mountains
You’ll be all right when the mist clears away