There's a strange light in the dead of night
And it keeps me holding on
Like the sad eyes at the grave yards
I sing love songs for the Sun.
Why's my young heart been so torn apart?
Found more times and should've done.
Like the tired eyes in the bright lights
We sing love songs for the Sun.
And they go o-o-o-o o-o-o-old til your love gots me hold.
And they go o-o-o-o o-o-o-old til your love gots me hold.
Love gots me hold.