Closer Than The Sun - Live
A summer breeze
A sleepy head
A woken dream
An empty bed
A lazy smile
A broken life
A bitter moon
A velvet sky
A golden hour
A perfect curve
A travelled mine
A curse of love
A stolen day
A moment's calm
A storm of doubt
A false alarm
(Chorus)
Closer than the sun
Life has come and gone
Fading in the shadows
Like a summer smile
Sleeping for a while
No-one knows tomorrow
A lost embrace
A sinner's pride
A loser's chase
A bitter bride
A frozen blade
A water's edge
A heavy sigh
A wilderness
A fight for life
A fading sky
A fleeting glance
A perfect crime
A journey's end
A dying flame
A promised land
A final game
Chorus
Dancing like a breeze upon your soul that sprinkles every single waking hour
Woken like a dream before its time forever preying on your mind
Dancing like a breeze upon your sould that sprinkles every single waking hour
Woken like a dream before its time forever preying on your mind
Life's dirt and dreams, tattered and torn
Cracked and fragmented, weary and worn
Seet as a lulluby, hushed as a baby's cry
I'm only sleeping for a while
Sweet as a lullaby, hushed as a baby's cry
Fresh from the memory of wanting you, of needing you
I will return, we're almost there
I will return
A sleepy head
A woken dream
An empty bed
A lazy smile
A broken life
A bitter moon
A velvet sky
A golden hour
A perfect curve
A travelled mine
A curse of love
A stolen day
A moment's calm
A storm of doubt
A false alarm
(Chorus)
Closer than the sun
Life has come and gone
Fading in the shadows
Like a summer smile
Sleeping for a while
No-one knows tomorrow
A lost embrace
A sinner's pride
A loser's chase
A bitter bride
A frozen blade
A water's edge
A heavy sigh
A wilderness
A fight for life
A fading sky
A fleeting glance
A perfect crime
A journey's end
A dying flame
A promised land
A final game
Chorus
Dancing like a breeze upon your soul that sprinkles every single waking hour
Woken like a dream before its time forever preying on your mind
Dancing like a breeze upon your sould that sprinkles every single waking hour
Woken like a dream before its time forever preying on your mind
Life's dirt and dreams, tattered and torn
Cracked and fragmented, weary and worn
Seet as a lulluby, hushed as a baby's cry
I'm only sleeping for a while
Sweet as a lullaby, hushed as a baby's cry
Fresh from the memory of wanting you, of needing you
I will return, we're almost there
I will return
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Staveley O'duffy, Andrew Connell, Corinne Drewery
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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