In the Sun

Washing tears
Falling on my shoes
They walk with me
Following my blues
Tired of tasting yesterday
Is dusty on my charm
Someone comes
He’s just not the one
I have to believe it
I’ve already feel it
I’m going low -- low — low
I’ll be an angel
And fly like an angel
Straight to his love line
I have to believe it
I’ve already see it
I might´ve to fall a few more times
But he called me angel
And I’ll be an angel
Able to fly
In the sun in the sun
Something waited for me
In the sun in the sun
Something waits for me
Someone waits for me
Pick my thrills
Now I´m free to go
Hurting now not too much to hurt
I’ll leave be called that dreams survive
And rather until they´re done
Someone comes; he’s just not the one
I have to believe it
I’ve already feel it
I’m going low -- low — low
I’ll be an angel
And fly like an angel
Able to fly
In the sun in the sun
Something waits for me
Someone waits for me
In the sun
In the sun
Something in the sun
In — in — in the sun
I have to believe it
I’ve already feel it
I’m going low -- low — low
I’ll be an angel
And fly like an angel
Straight to his love line
I have to believe it
I’ve already see it
I might´ve to fall a few more times
But he called me angel
And I’ll be an angel
Able to fly
In the sun in the sun
Something waited for me
In the sun in the sun
Something waits for me
Someone waits for me
Someone waits for me