70 In March

This Sun's a sight for lonely eyes I'll take the warmth and clear blue skies But I can't help but wonder If the sun will go back under I spent some time alone The cold and rain seeped in my bones Resigned myself to cold I crumpled up They saw me fold My lonely past will follow Telling me these things are hollow This time I can't help but feel Need it to be real And I can't help myself from drinkin' up the sunshine While it's warm Another hour And it might just start to storm I traveled back in time To stay inside felt like a selfless crime I always seem to lose my summers to A creeping lonely blues But now I've got a plan I'll follow it and try as best I can To keep the curtains drawn and take some time To lay out on the lawn My lonely past will follow Telling me these things are hollow This time I can't help but feel Need it to be real And I can't help myself from drinkin' up the sunshine While it's warm Another hour And it might just start to storm (Break) My lonely past will follow Telling me these things are hollow This time I can't help but feel Need it to be real And I can't help myself from drinkin' up the sunshine While it's warm Another hour And it might just start to storm