By barry mann and cyntha weil
When the world and i were young,
just yesterday.
live was such a simple game,
a child could play.
it was easy then to tell right from wrong.
easy then to tell weak from strong.
when a man should stand and fight,
or just go along.
But today there is no day or night
today there is no dark or light.
today there is no black or white,
only shades of gray.
I remember when the answers seemed so clear
we had never lived with doubt or tasted fear.
it was easy then to tell truth from lies
selling out from compromise
who to love and who to hate,
the foolish from the wise.
But today there is no day or night
today there is no dark or light.
today there is no black or white,
only shades of gray.
[instumental interlude]
It was easy then to know what was fair
when to keep and when to share.
how much to protect your heart
and how much to care.
But today there is no day or night
today there is no dark or light.
today there is no black or white,
only shades of gray.
only shades of gray.