You cleaned out your room and under your bed,

lay a picture long forgotten.

With a hand to your head,

you sigh out loud as memory rushes over and

buries you.



A summer rain storm,

but the shed was dry

with a girl from Carolina.

And you held her so tight,

for the warmth the rain denied,

as the timer slowed to a flash.

So alive, you listen to them when they say . . .



CHORUS

Cry in the sun.

When the devil beats his wife.

If you cry, cry, cry in the sun . . .

Hope I never see the price of my freedon.



We'd dance and sing out,

and trace the moon,

as it crawled across the night sky.

And covered in dew, a lover's pact:

Well, here's to now and don't look back.

And oh, how I tried to heed the words written here.



CHORUS



BRIDGE

For everyone one yeah

There's a person, place or time,

that brings you back and makes you feel alive.

Before your reason clouds your eyes,

When you could rule the world if you wanted to . . .

Yeah.



Well, I hear you're living far away.

And that life's treated you well.

You know that we were young,

And this picture's old.

But I call still hear you sya,

Through the pounding of the rain.

And oh, if you try,

Tell me, can you hear them say . . .



CHORUS