Blinded by the summer sky
Driving fast beyond the city
Hand in hand escaping to sin
He has gone and left love’s shadow
Light still plays upon our scene
An empty house with our eyes closed
We have transformed
Out of ourselves
Moved where we were told to be
Our smiles grow weak
Skin pale and cold
But in this modern life
To forget is right
Sunflowers bloom
Sunflowers grow
Swaying freely in the fields
Sunflowers wilt
Sunflowers fall
But in this modern life
Sunflowers are not right
