I cannot accept
That I have missed the point
The fact that I can feel it
It's a simple choice
It's the setting sun
It's the setting sun
I know that there lies plenty
In the miniature
To float upon a breath
That could create a tear
It's the setting sun
It's the setting sun
I step into the blue
And then I come alive
My fingers with yours
And then I realise
It's the setting sun
It's the setting sun
A hunger set in motion
With a fleeting glance
A river to an ocean
There's no need to think
It's the setting sun
It's the setting sun
It's the setting sun
It's the setting sun