| You know it feels nice, watching the sun come up
|
| And I’ve realised I can never return
|
| Oh babe it feels good, watching the sun come up
|
| I can attack the day with the will to burn
|
| And the sky is a picture of violence
|
| Blood red and steely blue
|
| It has beauty that could never be silenced
|
| Oh yeah it reminds me of you
|
| And if you’re broken down lying face on the ground it’s too late
|
| For i’ve seen it all as the shadows fall
|
| When the dawn breakes
|
| I could never be beyond repair
|
| I could never be beyond repair
|
| Watching the sun come up
|
| And my hands; |
| they are shaking
|
| Whilst my feet they cannot turn
|
| It’s all making sense; |
| I’m finally taking
|
| Each day with the will to burn
|
| And the sky is a picture of violence
|
| Blood red and steely blue
|
| It has beauty that could never be silenced
|
| Oh yeah it reminds me of you
|
| And if you’re broken down lying face on the ground it’s too late
|
| For i’ve seen it all as the shadows fall
|
| When the dawn breakes
|
| I could never be beyond repair
|
| I could never be beyond repair
|
| Watching the sun come up
|
| It all could happen if I want it to
|
| It all could happen if I want it to
|
| It all could happen if I want it to
|
| It all could happen if I want it to
|
| It feels nice watching the sun come up
|
| And I’ve realised I can never return
|
| Babe it feels good watching the sun come up
|
| I can attack the day with the will to burn… |