David Francey Harm
Every dread that you can name
It rattles round inside my brain
I'm luck I've got a brain at all
Beating my head against this wall
Here I am, a walking mess
Although I walk among the blessed
Can't count that as a certain thing
It's fleeting as a wedding ring
Oh my... Oh my
I want to see the sun again
I want to see the sun again
I'm getting tied of the rain
I want to see the sun again
Stops me dead right in my tracks
I can't go forward, just look back
At everything I've ever done
That caused any harm to anyone
'Cause I know the past is real and how
But it's in the rear-view mirror now
It's been and gone and there's something new
Up ahead and out of view
I want to see the sun again
I want to see the sun again
I'm getting tied of the rain
I want to see the sun again
Oh my... Oh my
