Winter Sun Letra

Every time you come I run out of things to say
Every time your hear I run out of things to hear

I said “Father why can't I hold your hand?”
He said “When you're forty you will understand”

Cause a man's a man and a child's a child
Throw away your Bible and perfect that smile

When the winter sun sets behind your eyelids
I resort to violence I hang myself in silence

Every time you come I run out of things to say
Every time your hear I run out of things to hear