I KEEP ON WALKING DOWN THE ROADS THAT LEAD ME TO YOUR DOOR, ALTHOUGH YOU’RE NOT THERE; I SEE THE WORLD IN SUCH A WAY I’VE NEVER DID BEFORE, AND I’M GETTING SCARED; I LISTEN THE BIRDS - THEY CRY TODAY, AS IF IT’S ONLY A GAME; I’M WAVING THE SKY TONIGHT GOODBYE AND I’M STARTING TO SIGH:
SUN IS GONE, SUN IS GONE {THE SUN IS FADING AWAY} SUN IS GONE, SUN IS GONE
I SEEM TO THINK ABOUT THE DREAMS YOU HAD BEFORE, NOW DISTANT AND PALE; THE NIGHTS WE DRANK AND USED TO CRY ABOUT THE LONELY WINE, ARE FADING AWAY; I’M GETTING ALONG WITH FLOW OF CHANGE AND IT’S ALL VERY STRANGE; THE AIR, WHEN IT RAINS, IS FEELING CRUEL, WHEN I’M THINKING OF YOU
SUN IS GONE, SUN IS GONE {THE SUN IS FADING AWAY} SUN IS GONE, SUN IS GONE SUMMER’S GONE, SUMMER’S GONE {THE SUN IS FADING AWAY} SUMMER’S GONE, SUMMER’S GONE