Текст песни
I watch the old man walk the land
A bunch of flowers in his hand
We share the earth, the air we breathe
He tells me of the deadly seeds
They may last very many years
Some will bring joy, some only tears
It just depends on how you see
An ally or an enemy
The sun is rising on our beautiful
The sun is rising on our beautiful house
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
The sun is rising on our beautiful
The sun is rising on our beautiful house
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
We sit as strangers touching skin
Breathing out and breathing in
We catch a glance and hit the wall
Still sitting there amongst it all
Our worlds connected through our eyes
If only we could learn to fly
But there are many rooms to stay
When finally we find our way
The sun is rising on our beautiful
The sun is rising on our beautiful house
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
The sun is rising
The sun is rising
The sun is rising on our beautiful
The sun is rising on our beautiful house
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh