Secret Sun
You were the champion my friend
You were on fire
They were falling at your feet
Stood at the front with my hands held high
The city was singing
Is this the way they say the future's meant to feel?
And come the morning we were on the run - Found our secret sun
Changed our names and how we dressed
Come the morning we were on the run - Found our secret sun
Now we're taking out the rest
I took an axe to the plans I'd made and started again
With the rest of the common people and the razzamataz
We stood at the front with our hands held high
The city was singing What are you doing Sunday, baby?
Would you like to come and meet me maybe?
And if I'd known that it would take all night to cross the city
And if I'd known that it would take my life
Then I'd say
What are you doing sunday baby, would you like to come and meet me maybe
Autor(es): Chris Winfield, Dan Hesketh, Joachim Røsvik
