Dear Anna
Sometimes it's hard to see
Outside of you and me
Fear may come and penetrate
But quickly dies, fades away
Because sometimes the sun dies
And I'm left with empty skies
Now that I've been set free
I have found it's no good really
Because sometimes the sun dies
And I'm left with empty skies
Who cares about the sun as long as you've got someone?
I don't care if I go blind as long as your there beside me
And who cares and who cares and who cares
And who cares and who cares and who cares
I'm not me, or myself
Apparently I need your help
Because sometimes the sun dies
And I'm left with empty skies
With the sun now entombed
I enter your wound
And feed off the pleasure inside
I know your alive and I'll quickly die
Till only the memory remains
Because sometimes the sun dies
And I'm left with empty skies