Richard Sanderson - Sun

 

 

 

 

Sun, that's how I call her
'Cause we met in summer late
Sun, that's why I loved her
'Cause I came from the night

Sun made me tender
Covered my life in a way
That I needed so bad

Just a sun in the horizon
With the string shiny look in her eyes

Sun she's like a fountain
Where I drink and make love
And the light over her shoulders
Makes me think nothing is real

Sun made me tender
Covered my life in a way
That I needed so bad

Just a sun in the horizon
With the string shiny look in her eyes

Sun she's like a fountain
Where I drink and make love
And the light over her shoulders
Makes me think nothing is real