Cold By The Sun - Sorry

They find it hard

I can understand

Little things, ruining our plans

I find it hard

Between sea and land

These little things

I wish they would be planned

Cold by the sun

I wish it was fun

I meant to see what it meant to me

But now it’s just dumb

Cold by the sun

I wish it was fun

I meant to see what it meant to me

But now it’s just dumb

Fly too close I just want to be cold

Cold by the sun

Fly too close I just want to be cold

Listen in the wind

Seems to pave a way

For some kind of acceptable stay

And I find it hard

Between sea and land

So I stay grounded In the sand

All your things

I’d wish they’d stay here

On a plate, dear

On a plate, dear

All your things I’d wish they’d stay here

On a plate, dear

On a plate, dear

All your things I’d wish they’d stay here

On a plate, dear

On a plate, dear

All your things I’d wish they’d stay here

On a plate, dear

On a plate, dear

Cold by the sun

I wish it was fun

I meant to see what it meant to me

But now it’s just gone

Cold by the sun

I wish it was fun

I meant to see what it meant to me

But now it’s just gone

Cold by the sun

I wish it was fun