Lyrics Back to the Sun - James Yuill

Back to the Sun

I’m lying here
I’m half asleep
Thinking of you
Make me an offer that I can’t refuse
I’m tired of the changes
I’m tired of the fight
I’m tied to the black of the night
I’m working out ways to get
Back to the sun
I don’t know what went wrong
Pieces of me now gone
Diamonds for fun
Back to the sun
I’m not a warrior
Trouble is not what I’m here for
Diamonds for fun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Tetherball
Flying far across
The arid landscape
Breaking my jaw just to get it on tape
I’m crazy for cliches
I love a good trope
If it means that I don’t have to cope
I’m working out ways to get
Back to the sun
I don’t know what went wrong
Pieces of me now gone
Diamonds for fun
Back to the sun
I’m not a warrior
Trouble is not what I’m here for
Diamonds for fun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun
Back to the sun