I see a face that shines away in the light
It screams from the heavens: Can you show me a way
That I can get through to you?
I wanna see the Sun
But I don’t mind or run away
Before the morning comes
See all the violets running from the morning dew
A space, and the freckles on her face looking down on us
She swings and her silhouette echoes down deep in her head
I smile as the sad come flooding down back through the void
I wanna see the Sun
But I don’t mind or run away
Before the morning comes
I wanna see thе Sun
But I don’t mind or run away
Before the morning comеs
