Sunrise, sunrise / Looks like morning in your eyes / But the clock’s held 9:15 for hours / Sunrise, sunrise
Baixar Mais Tocadas: Sunrise
On my Fridays when it’s whiskey, I go back to Cincy / That Ohio night you tricked me into buyin’ all your shots / Got your ghost up in my Chevy, shotgun lookin’ ready / For them parties where you’d let me spin you ‘round and show you off
Sunrise and the new day’s breakin’ through / The morning of another day without you / And as the hours roll by / No one’s there to see me cry, ‘cept the sunrise
Full of despair, inside a darkness / Self conscious and scared, held prisoner of war / Running out of air, buried in a sadness / Want a way out of this paralyzing world
( sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset . . . ) / Is this the little girl I carried? / Is this the little boy at play? / I don’t remember growing older,