He came from the sun with flowers
On a boat made out of white and grey and blue
Everyone everywhere were circumventing
Over what to do

See him lying there on top of the world at night
With his eyes open wide like a ghost that had seen the light of day
Everyone everywhere were uninviting
Tossing and turning

It's bittersweet how short a time
Since I was old enough to tell the world
Who I really am, who I really am

He came from the sun with showers
on a boat broken and bruise and spilling hope
Everyone everywhere were so delighted too
He said show me where your woes speak
And I'll place them where my heart leaks
Until everything turns to gold
Until everything turns to gold

Copyright: Royalty Network
Writer(s): Christopher Duncan