Above the Sun Songtext
von Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson

Home for the weekend
And pleased to pretend
Everything isn′t the end
Seem to remember
I wanted a friend
Imagining life lived again

With failure to face
Forget
And replace


What if we'd known how and why?

Wasted it waiting to be
Wasted it chasing a dream
Well-wishers wasted wishings
Stare out the window
Sleep on the floor

Suck my teeth hungry and bored

Biting her lip
At the back of the bar
She wasn′t waiting on...