Texty: The Sound. Golden Soldiers.

SUN ON MY FACE
AND I CAN FEEL IT GLOW
SOME WOULD DRAW THE CURTAINS
SOMETIMES I'D LIKE TO SMASH THOSE WINDOWS OPEN
I COULD BE SO GOLDEN
SHINE IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT FOR YOU
I COULD BE A CRIMINAL
AND LEAD A LIFE OF CRIME FOR YOU
I COULD BE SO GOLDEN
SHINE IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT FOR YOU
I COULD BE A SOLDIER
I COULD GO TO WAR FOR YOU
I WON"T GIVE UP A GOOD FIGHT
WITH TALK OF PASSIVE ACTION
AND WHEN THE FIRST COMES DOWN
I'D PROVIDE THE OPPOSITE REACTION
POUR ME NIGHT AND DAY
IN EQUAL QUANTITY
AND I WILL DRINK TO THOSE WHO
SACRIFICE THAT PART FOR ME