This punk knows he wants to tell,
But tell her the truth? He will not...

Sunglasses hide tear stained cheeks,
Impressions in our hearts last for weeks...

Sunny, oh Sunny
High in the sky...

You live for the glory;
Search for the fame...

The crisp wind howls,
pleading it's undesirable wishes...

Nothing is like it was
Everything is so different...

Its all there,
the voices in my head...

Your words tear me apart;
Soon there will be nothing left of me...

Why can't you see what going on?
Why can't you understand all of this...

And then she asked it,
the unavoidable one...

The guilt of the past
Haunts like a traveling grave...

The scar reminds him everyday,
of their tragic fate...