Song Description
... and even an old pair of sunglasses really won't help.
Song Length |
5:55 |
Genre |
Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll, Folk - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Sunglasses
© 2007 Jon Peterson. All Rights Reserved.
Am
|| D/F# - G - Am || G - D/F# - Am ||
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|| F - G - Am - F - Dm - E - Am ||
I am traveling east, against the sun.
Baby, you make me put my sunglasses on.
No we did not sleep for long.
The darkness of the night is now gone.
That's when I am reminded, of how I am blinded, or maybe I don't mind when this happens to me.
You're still shining brightly, smiling ever so slightly, shining so brightly, I cannot see.
I was wondering who made this road so straight,
Were they walking blindly, or running away?
It must have been someone, following someone, yeah, it must have been someone in love like me.
Following the sun, probably deaf, blind, and dumb, walking a straight line, only love can see.
I was driving this line, against the sun.
Baby, you put my sunglasses on.
And I know I should've known better, to try to trust a sunsetter,
I'd see so much better, if they were here.
But, you are now resting, and my tears are attesting,
the sunlight on trial is free and clear.
So, I did not waver, I was having fun,
As I followed you, against the sun.
I thought we had something, I thought I saw something,
I thought I saw someone it is true.
But you must've been blinded too, cause I did not mean this much to you,
you had your own idea, now it's through.
{BREAK}
Today was overcast, and gray
I am looking for my sunglasses anyway,
Still I long for that sunshine, long for that sweet smile,
I long for that sunshine, in my eyes.
It can be painful, taste a bit disdainful,
Sunburns still happen to the wise.
Me, I'm traveling west with the sun,
Put an old pair of sunglasses on,
But, they don't block the sunshine, or keep my eyes from seeing red,
Looking alive, feeling mostly dead.
So, I'm looking for a way, to a clear and sunny day,
But I still can't see with you in my way.
Oh, to travel west in the morning, or go east in the afternoon,
Where I won't be blinded, or a fooled.