Black The Sun - Alex Lloyd

Black the sun

Oh no, look at what we done

Go away, oh no, won’t you please stay?

And dream of me, I wish you

Would dream of me

And dream of me, I hope you

Will dream of me

Words we speak, pictures are the

Only things I keep.

Rinse my mind

I’m sure it will join me in time

And dream of me, I wish you

Would dream of me

And dream of me, I hope you

Will dream of me

Up on your feet, around the bend

Searching, I hope it never ends

Walking your lonely street again

Where tide meets the shore

Woah woaaaah

On a silent road

And dream of me, I wish you would

Black the sun

And dream of me, I wish you would

Black the sun

And dream of me, I wish you would

Black the sun

And dream of me, I wish you would

Black the sun

The sun