Drifting Sun

Well, sitting on a stone,Sitting all alone,Sticky things are rolling down the mountain.Well, see the lonesome trampWho's living in the dampNobody's in the valleyShine on, shine on, Sun - oh it's so cold right hereShine on, shine on, Sun - shine on all night longDaydreams are of silent blueIcy wings will carry you.Midnight Sun will never shineJust ravings of a fool you thinkAnd laugh about him all the time. Shine on, shine on, Sun - oh it's so cold right hereShine on, shine on, Sun - shine on all night longWhite pale velvet Autumn Sun will fade awayForgotten Life will finish now in endless grey.Some days are drifting hazeSome days are glowing blazeSome days are tides of life...Staggerin' along a tropic highwayCrazy lights are whirling 'round and 'roundHell or heaven - Night or Day?Burning fingers push the Sun away...Shine on, shine on, Sun...