Avastera December Sun
It's 5 PM on a summer Sunday,
And I'm a witness to a wonder of this world.
From your brightest days,
To your darkest nights,
I've seen it all.
With the weight of the world on our shoulders,
We'd never fall.
And these sun heated footpaths,
trigger memories of bliss.
Yet our hideaway lit by stars,
shows our picture perfect moments.
Therefore this I know,
By day or night,
By drunk or sober,
I was born for you.
It's 5 PM,
on a summer Sunday.
And I'm a witness to,
A wonder of this world.
And I'm leaving for now,
But I’ll run back tonight.
Because I know, I won't ever love again after you.
We fall asleep,
In your room,
And it's a sense of perfection.
When no one else exists on this side of the door.
So can I make this, Heaven my home?
There just won't be
more perfect timing or a lasting impression like you.
Therefore this I know,
From day by day,
Year from year,
I won't forget you.
It's 5 PM,
on a summer Sunday.
And I'm a witness to,
A wonder of this world.
And I'm leaving for now,
But I’ll run back tonight.
Because I know, I won't ever love again after you.
So please tell me now,
Will I see that sun again?
And don't tell me how,
To fall in love again.
So stop lying to yourself,
Don't say this isn't meant to be.
And stop trying to convince yourself,
That this was never meant to be.
It's 5 PM,
on a summer Sunday.
And I'm a witness to,
A wonder of this world.
And I'm leaving for now,
But I’ll run back tonight.
Because I know, I won't ever love again after you.
