Ooooooo
Ooooooo
Ooooooo
Ooooooo
O the sun gets heavy
Sinking into the city
Burning off the day
Into are daze remains
O will follow the sun
Follow the sun
Follow the sun
Follow the sun
Oooooo
Oooooo
Oooooo
Oooooo
If God is the sunlight
You must be a flower he likes
On and on the distance
And the time it took us for this
As we follow the sun
Follow the sun
Follow the sun
Follow the sun
O when we get older
We may not have his shoulder
We are young and able
As the evening gets unstable
And we follow the sun
Follow the sun
O we follow the sun
Follow the sun
Ooooooo
Ooooooo
Ooooooo
Ooooooo
Ooooooo
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