I'll have another glass of wine While I'm listening to Miss Clyne Call me crazy or lazy, I don't mind As long as you worry I wish you'd show up today I don't want to grow in this cafe I'm waiting for you like a Christmas day So please, please hurry I'm hiding the sun with my hands I'm hiding the sun, in the shadow it might you I won't fight the days, I'll let them One by one go away Trying my best to laugh As you walk down the aisle While I'm getting away from here I wonder, if she remembers me at all Doesn't it seem right, to still dream Of the sound, of your nuckles on my door I'm hiding the sun with my hands I'm hiding the sun, in the shadow it might you I'm hiding the sun with my hands I'm hiding the sun, in the shadow it might you In the shadow it might you In the shadow it might you