Texty: Anjali. Hymn To The Sun.

Seasons change and I remain the same
Hymn to the sun leaves me cold again
People wander through my empty life
I just hum my sunset lullaby

Oh it's a breeze
Won't you tell him that I need him
Summer seems to leave

Autumn manifests its urban lights
Sedona rocks are burning red and white
Hymns are chanted to a midnight sage
And life just wanders through me in a haze

Oh it's a breeze
Won't you tell him that I need him
Summer seems to leave
Without him

Without him, without him
Without him, without him
Without him, without him
Without him, without him