All the clouds roll on

Roll on before you

Who can say anything

When the sun shines, it shines

I turn my face towards your face

Alone facing the sun

Facing the sun

Then the wind will follow

Blowing away trace of tomorrow

On the hill grows

A single silver rose

On the hill grows

Everything I'd ever longed for



Find myself walking on

So far...so far

Look behind the wind's fire

My sun still shinning away

How many times did I look behind?

Stare at my sun to light

Blind to die



No the sparks came and went like sparks do

Time and fire never tried to help them stay

But my sun burns my own lies and dries them





La, la, la

La, la, la, la

La, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la





(transcribed by Natasha Memmott)