No Title. . .

[Garr]

I asked the sun to tell me my name.
I waited a thousand years for an answer.
Over a hundred lives and a hundred times
Have passed and still I wonder.

Is my answer in the stars?
Is my truth up in the sky?
How long will the sun still warm me
As I stare, go blind, and wonder why?

I asked you to tell me who I am
And waited a thousand days for an answer.
Over the longest time in another life
I never knew any better.

The answers aren't in the sky.
The truth isn't in the stars.
But still the sun has warmed me
As I stared and went blind to liars.

[chorus]
How can you show me
When you don't even know me?
How can you know me
When I don't even know myself?
And I don't even know myself?

I asked the sun to show me the way
And I never had to wait a second more.
Over all the time the world will ever know
I'm still guided by the blinding light.

The answer is in my questions.
The truth is in your lies.
The sun will always warm me.
Until we die, the sun (will try) (will cry) (will fly) (stands by)