the genius of Morrison
At first flash of Eden we raced down to the sea,
Standing there on the freedoms shore.
Waiting for the sun, waiting for the sun,
waiting for the sun.
Cant you feel it, now that spring has come;
That its the time to live in scattered sun.
Waiting for the sun, waiting for the sun,
Waiting for the sun, waiting for the sun.
Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting,
Waiting for you to come along;
Waiting for you to to hear my song;
Waiting for you to come along;
Waiting for you to tell me, what went wrong.
This is the strangest life Ive ever known.