I think about that day
I left him at the Greyhound station
West of Santa Fe
We were seventeen, but he was sweet and it was true
Still I did what I had to do
'Cause I just knew
Summer Sunday nights
We'd sink into our seats
Right as they dimmed out all the lights
The Technicolor world made out of music and machine
It called me to be on that screen
And live inside its sheen
'Cause maybe in that sleepy town
He'll sit one day, the lights are down
He'll see my face and think of how he used to know me
Day of sun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
'Cause maybe in that sleepy town
He'll sit one day, the lights are down
He'll see my face and think of how he used to know me
Day of sun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun