Woorden: Golden Smog. Another Fine Day. Cure For This.

I can see you in the summer time
Throwing caution to the wind as you reach and touch the sky
I can see you done some circles in the rain
You're a long forgotten truth in the twilight of my day, of my day

Watch the sun swirl, angels whisper as you rise
On the shoulders of the giant who carries you among the clouds
Keep your eyes wide, as you the cross the universe
Put your future in a box, pain today or they meant well

And I wish I could see through your eyes
So full of innocence
So full of joyfulness in a world that's so unkind
You are the cure for it

I can see you in the summer time
On the shoulders of the giant as you reach and touch the sky

And I wish I could see you one more time
So full of innocence
So full of joyfulness in a world that's so unkind
You are the cure for it