The Sun

I’ll blame it all on the Sun

‘Cause I can’t tell what’s goin’ on

Since the day you walked away

My heart beats like a different one

It beats angry and cold

Just passin’ time ‘til I get old

Where the folly used to be

It’s hardened and it’s cynical

Ahhh!

I’ll blame it all on the Sun

That warmed the seas where life began

Through the ferns and dinosaurs

And straight through ‘til the time of Man

‘Cause without that mistake

You wouldn’t have my heart to break

I’d be floating peacefully

Through the silent galaxies

Ahhh!

I’ll blame it all on the Sun

The smell of cloves and cinnamon

And the sound of summer rain

And screams of children having fun

And my grandmother’s hands

And wanderin’ slow through foreign lands

Betel nut and mangosteen

And campfires in the desert sands

Ahhh!