Burnt Red Sun (Special Version)

Black-haired lady, morning snow Spinning a secret no one knows Monday you were crazy and wanted more By Wednesday you were running for the door But Sundays aren't the same without you And New Year's Eve will be a bust too Remember what you whispered in my ear that night I'd never heard a sweeter voice in my life So you can tell me you don't feel a thing Even if we know it's not true And you can say that you don't really care But I can sing those same verses too And I can keep telling you every night But I don't know what good it will do What's the point you said when I asked what you were thinking then Different cities and it feels like worlds apart But all I have to do is drive a few hours in my car Monday you said 'wish you were here By Wednesday morning you said stay there So you can tell me you don't feel a thing Even if we know it's not true And you can say that you don't really care But I can sing those same verses too And I can keep telling you every night But I don't know what good it will do What's the point you said when I asked what you were thinking then Never stare into a burnt red sun Never stare into a burnt red sun Never stare into a burnt red sun