How I Learned to Love the Sun

Pulled my hat down low , hid a dagger in my cloak

Took a shovel and a gun , and a length of rope

By the monster moon,

I wouldn't walk the night, with a hollow heart

To scandalise and twist the knife

I turn, turn from the sun oh the feeling , oh the feeling ( x2 )

I read the books they wrote, of my wanton deeds but

I'll block the page with ink and change my history

To my leper soul might crack the door and dare to step outside again

I turn, toward the sun oh the feeling , oh the feeling

I turn , turn to the sun

Oh the feeling , oh the feeling

It took me 40 years to bear the gaze of that old looking glass and not flinch when

I saw my face now my greatest fear , to be exposed has become the thing,

I find I need the most

I learned to love the sun oh the feeling, oh the feeling so

I learned to love the sun oh the feeling , oh the feeling