Song | If The Sun |
Artist | Glass hammer |
Album | If |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Where does this road lead | |
Where, where in the sunlit sky | |
Why should I keep running hard | |
What is the meaning deep | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I'd have some fuel to feed the fire | |
Now I only know here am I | |
High, high up above me | |
Where I have no wings to fly | |
To the earth I'm bound to gravity I am a slave enchained | |
But I can still chase the wind | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I'd have some fuel to feed the fire | |
Now I need to know who am I | |
Long search I for little answer | |
Far I wander yet I never move | |
Through the distance to the mountain tall I can hear a call but faintly | |
There's a sound throbbing in my head | |
I can feel something deep within | |
It won't leave me, it torments me | |
It compels me to move ever forward | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I'd have some fuel to feed the fire | |
I just need to know who am I | |
What am I, why am I | |
High on a mountain top I woke | |
Far to the east the morning broke | |
Far below I saw a land | |
All was darkness, all was shadow | |
And yet | |
Who led me here, who carried me | |
Away from there | |
I sensed a presence | |
A calming spirit watching me | |
And then I knew | |
That the darkened land was behind | |
Never need I return | |
What I had once thought of as home | |
Was just a place of gloom and wandering | |
Sing, sing to me, please sing | |
Whether I had run away from home | |
Or merely lost my way | |
It mattered not, no | |
For I knew I was close | |
All would be answered | |
And my heart would find its rest | |
For here I find myself at journey’s ending | |
Sweetly came that song | |
Growing now and strong | |
Higher than mountain peak | |
Everything I would seek | |
Was waiting there | |
Home at last, am I found | |
I am found, I’m found, I’m found, I’m found | |
If the sun could light a thousand dreams | |
To carry us away | |
Whispered on the wind | |
A call to transcend | |
Still I’m rooted and fixed as stone | |
To the ground | |
One last look back to where I’d been | |
Bitter sweet, I retreat | |
Call me weak for I am but Man | |
A fallen creature bound to earth | |
This is just a symptom of | |
Something deep, I can’t break its hold | |
Thus I weep as the world grows cold yet I hear | |
Drawing near, singing clear | |
And I can’t help but turn | |
You can call it anything that you desire | |
But I can’t ignore | |
I am going to make a run for it | |
Or with broken wings I’ll fly | |
Hoping he’ll see, hoping he’ll see | |
This damaged fragment of life | |
Is struggling homeward at last | |
I can see it | |
And it’s beautiful | |
So at last I return home! | |
He sang me a song to break | |
The hardest heart | |
For I had made mine a stone | |
If the sun could launch a thousand dreams and carry us away | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I'd have some fuel to feed the fire | |
When at last I heard your song I knew the meaning and broken-hearted | |
Like a child who lost in darkness finds his way when the sun | |
At last breaks free | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
That familiar song | |
That’s haunted me my whole life long | |
Tugging me relentlessly | |
Back to where it started | |
In the gardens of our youth | |
Where the white dove sings | |
Where all is wonder, all is cheer | |
Though I stumble, though I fall | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
I can hear you singing | |
For it all comes clear in the morning sun | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
Yes I will hear you sing | |
I can hear you |
Where does this road lead | |
Where, where in the sunlit sky | |
Why should I keep running hard | |
What is the meaning deep | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I' d have some fuel to feed the fire | |
Now I only know here am I | |
High, high up above me | |
Where I have no wings to fly | |
To the earth I' m bound to gravity I am a slave enchained | |
But I can still chase the wind | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I' d have some fuel to feed the fire | |
Now I need to know who am I | |
Long search I for little answer | |
Far I wander yet I never move | |
Through the distance to the mountain tall I can hear a call but faintly | |
There' s a sound throbbing in my head | |
I can feel something deep within | |
It won' t leave me, it torments me | |
It compels me to move ever forward | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I' d have some fuel to feed the fire | |
I just need to know who am I | |
What am I, why am I | |
High on a mountain top I woke | |
Far to the east the morning broke | |
Far below I saw a land | |
All was darkness, all was shadow | |
And yet | |
Who led me here, who carried me | |
Away from there | |
I sensed a presence | |
A calming spirit watching me | |
And then I knew | |
That the darkened land was behind | |
Never need I return | |
What I had once thought of as home | |
Was just a place of gloom and wandering | |
Sing, sing to me, please sing | |
Whether I had run away from home | |
Or merely lost my way | |
It mattered not, no | |
For I knew I was close | |
All would be answered | |
And my heart would find its rest | |
For here I find myself at journey' s ending | |
Sweetly came that song | |
Growing now and strong | |
Higher than mountain peak | |
Everything I would seek | |
Was waiting there | |
Home at last, am I found | |
I am found, I' m found, I' m found, I' m found | |
If the sun could light a thousand dreams | |
To carry us away | |
Whispered on the wind | |
A call to transcend | |
Still I' m rooted and fixed as stone | |
To the ground | |
One last look back to where I' d been | |
Bitter sweet, I retreat | |
Call me weak for I am but Man | |
A fallen creature bound to earth | |
This is just a symptom of | |
Something deep, I can' t break its hold | |
Thus I weep as the world grows cold yet I hear | |
Drawing near, singing clear | |
And I can' t help but turn | |
You can call it anything that you desire | |
But I can' t ignore | |
I am going to make a run for it | |
Or with broken wings I' ll fly | |
Hoping he' ll see, hoping he' ll see | |
This damaged fragment of life | |
Is struggling homeward at last | |
I can see it | |
And it' s beautiful | |
So at last I return home! | |
He sang me a song to break | |
The hardest heart | |
For I had made mine a stone | |
If the sun could launch a thousand dreams and carry us away | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I' d have some fuel to feed the fire | |
When at last I heard your song I knew the meaning and brokenhearted | |
Like a child who lost in darkness finds his way when the sun | |
At last breaks free | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
That familiar song | |
That' s haunted me my whole life long | |
Tugging me relentlessly | |
Back to where it started | |
In the gardens of our youth | |
Where the white dove sings | |
Where all is wonder, all is cheer | |
Though I stumble, though I fall | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
I can hear you singing | |
For it all comes clear in the morning sun | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
Yes I will hear you sing | |
I can hear you |
Where does this road lead | |
Where, where in the sunlit sky | |
Why should I keep running hard | |
What is the meaning deep | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I' d have some fuel to feed the fire | |
Now I only know here am I | |
High, high up above me | |
Where I have no wings to fly | |
To the earth I' m bound to gravity I am a slave enchained | |
But I can still chase the wind | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I' d have some fuel to feed the fire | |
Now I need to know who am I | |
Long search I for little answer | |
Far I wander yet I never move | |
Through the distance to the mountain tall I can hear a call but faintly | |
There' s a sound throbbing in my head | |
I can feel something deep within | |
It won' t leave me, it torments me | |
It compels me to move ever forward | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I' d have some fuel to feed the fire | |
I just need to know who am I | |
What am I, why am I | |
High on a mountain top I woke | |
Far to the east the morning broke | |
Far below I saw a land | |
All was darkness, all was shadow | |
And yet | |
Who led me here, who carried me | |
Away from there | |
I sensed a presence | |
A calming spirit watching me | |
And then I knew | |
That the darkened land was behind | |
Never need I return | |
What I had once thought of as home | |
Was just a place of gloom and wandering | |
Sing, sing to me, please sing | |
Whether I had run away from home | |
Or merely lost my way | |
It mattered not, no | |
For I knew I was close | |
All would be answered | |
And my heart would find its rest | |
For here I find myself at journey' s ending | |
Sweetly came that song | |
Growing now and strong | |
Higher than mountain peak | |
Everything I would seek | |
Was waiting there | |
Home at last, am I found | |
I am found, I' m found, I' m found, I' m found | |
If the sun could light a thousand dreams | |
To carry us away | |
Whispered on the wind | |
A call to transcend | |
Still I' m rooted and fixed as stone | |
To the ground | |
One last look back to where I' d been | |
Bitter sweet, I retreat | |
Call me weak for I am but Man | |
A fallen creature bound to earth | |
This is just a symptom of | |
Something deep, I can' t break its hold | |
Thus I weep as the world grows cold yet I hear | |
Drawing near, singing clear | |
And I can' t help but turn | |
You can call it anything that you desire | |
But I can' t ignore | |
I am going to make a run for it | |
Or with broken wings I' ll fly | |
Hoping he' ll see, hoping he' ll see | |
This damaged fragment of life | |
Is struggling homeward at last | |
I can see it | |
And it' s beautiful | |
So at last I return home! | |
He sang me a song to break | |
The hardest heart | |
For I had made mine a stone | |
If the sun could launch a thousand dreams and carry us away | |
If I thought I heard your name upon the wind I could aspire | |
If I saw the final line I' d have some fuel to feed the fire | |
When at last I heard your song I knew the meaning and brokenhearted | |
Like a child who lost in darkness finds his way when the sun | |
At last breaks free | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
That familiar song | |
That' s haunted me my whole life long | |
Tugging me relentlessly | |
Back to where it started | |
In the gardens of our youth | |
Where the white dove sings | |
Where all is wonder, all is cheer | |
Though I stumble, though I fall | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
I can hear you singing | |
For it all comes clear in the morning sun | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
When the morning comes | |
When at last the sun shines clear | |
I will hear you singing | |
Yes I will hear you sing | |
I can hear you |