Sun - Richard Sanderson

Sun, that’s how I call her

'Cause we met in summerland

Sun, that’s why I loved her

'Cause I came from the night

Sun made me tender

Covered my life

In the way

That I needed so bad

Just a sun

In the horizon

With a strange

Shiny look in her eyes

Sun, she’s like a fountain

Where I dream and make love

And the light over her shoulders

Makes me think nothing is real

Sun made me tender

Covered my life

In the way

That I needed so bad

But one day

Sun changed direction

And she left me

Alone in the shade