I'm looking through the eye of the sun
and another life has just begun.
For those who really want to get burned,
I'm always looking at you.
I'm gazing through a hole in the sky,
and I'm learning how to raise a child,
who's always gonna be by your side,
whatever you may do.
With a meaning and a hope to fade away,
from the ones who think they got nothing left to say.
Well, if you think you've grown colder
when you open up inside,
leave a black star on your shoulder,
then you will be out of sight.
Well, I'm looking through the eye of the sun,
and another view is on the run.
If you didn't get what you deserved,
why is it looking at you?
I'm shooting through the eye of a star,
can never tell how near I'll fall,
but I'll find
out who you really are while you're out of the blue.
When the sounds you make always seem to be in your way,
for a world that's going much
faster than today.
But if you think you've grown colder when you open up inside,
leave a black star on your shoulder,
and you will be out of sight.
Oh, with a meaning and a hope to fade away,
from the
ones who think their
lives been thrown
away.
Well,
if you think you've grown older when you open up inside,
leave a black star
on your shoulder,
and you will be
next in line.
Cause I'm looking through the eye of
the sun,
and another life has just begun.
And if you're really waiting for turns,
why is it looking at you?