Symphonies of grey confusion spin around and turn me inside out

It fuels the doubt. and if i could just hold on to something then what i'm worth would get a little better, i dont know how

Sweet sun, sweet sun, melt the ice and warm everyone

Balance beams are all i walk on but way up high the view is so sincere, so very clear. the evasion takes control of me and intensifies when i get a little closer to what i want

Sweet sun. sweet sun, melt the ice and warm everyone. still fighting, we are all still fighting this cold, and its three against one

Still fighting, we are all still fighting this cold, and its three against one. sweet sun. sweet sun, come out