Show Me the Sun

What do you want of me?
What do you want of me?
I am hiding in the city dressed in rags
Walking in the dead of night
Looking for an answer
(Answer me)
I have said
I believe
That my greatest friend the gift of song is here
The gift is not enough tonight, I fear
I breathe, slowly-slowly, what do I believe?
Is it strong enough?
Let me love, show me the sun
Cos my mind is moving at the speed of light
I know you placed the jewel of your heart
In the middle of us all to fight it out
And we do it
We’re waking up to that, believe
And you will be saved
Wicked you, wicked me
We are lost amongst
The dreaming fields of pain
Praying on our ever-bended knees
That you dip your cooling finger in the well
And you touch us
I want to be with Lazarus
I’m on the side of the weak
(Side of the weak)
(Side of the weak)
What I choose to do with my time is a gift
I threw in your face
A hangover of youth
But the plain bloody truth —
You suffer a while
Before ladders of gold set you free
So I called
Broke the seal
Broke the faith of every deal I ever made
Did the obvious, the weakest thing I could
Ran to mother, ran to beauty, ran to you
Let me foster my intentions to be wise
And to love you