Morten Harket

The sun that pierced my aching heart
Sooner or later, will tear me apart
My black eyed love will leave me bruised
Broken and battered, and feeling confused
Who am I today?
Keep the sun away
Rain down on freezing bones
Oh I don’t know if I can be left alone
Wind blows ‘cross a dead man’s eyes, oh and I
Think I’m coming to the end of the line