| Ewan |
|---|
| You’ve spent some time in the morning sun |
| But what goes up must come down |
| And you can feel the sunshine fading |
| And it’s too soon but you’re stuck waiting |
| It’s painful cause you just won’t let go |
| One mouthful and you want more |
| When you’ve felt so fine you just can’t fake it |
| When nothing comes you catch and break it |
