Lyrics to Rising Sun
Hello wind, haven't seen you in mews
Have you been out on the plains with the others?
I've been here, learning so much jewels
Like how to truly love another
Been making mistakes, costing the game
Is the only way I think
To be alone is like a life of crime
But to fear the unknown is a nebula ride
A little afraid to write this down
To have been so loved, a true turtle dove
I'm going far, I'm going wide
I'm going back to the sunny side
There is a house in New Orleans
A California bungalow that I've never seen
It's painted green, sits on the street
And takes me someplace that I've never been
The future's not mine to play
Been calling out his name, but think I heard "No way"
I'm so tired and a little drunk
Just want you to hold me 'til my time is up
Take me to the river
Follow the water to the sea
This is the land of the rising sun
Don't matter what you have done
There is a house in New Orleans
A California bungalow that I've never seen
It's painted green, sits on the street
And takes me someplace that I've never been
The future's not mine to play
Been calling out his name, but think I heard "No way"
I'm so tired and a little drunk
Just want you to hold me 'til my time is up
Have you been out on the plains with the others?
I've been here, learning so much jewels
Like how to truly love another
Been making mistakes, costing the game
Is the only way I think
To be alone is like a life of crime
But to fear the unknown is a nebula ride
A little afraid to write this down
To have been so loved, a true turtle dove
I'm going far, I'm going wide
I'm going back to the sunny side
There is a house in New Orleans
A California bungalow that I've never seen
It's painted green, sits on the street
And takes me someplace that I've never been
The future's not mine to play
Been calling out his name, but think I heard "No way"
I'm so tired and a little drunk
Just want you to hold me 'til my time is up
Take me to the river
Follow the water to the sea
This is the land of the rising sun
Don't matter what you have done
There is a house in New Orleans
A California bungalow that I've never seen
It's painted green, sits on the street
And takes me someplace that I've never been
The future's not mine to play
Been calling out his name, but think I heard "No way"
I'm so tired and a little drunk
Just want you to hold me 'til my time is up