Mana - 7171-551 lyrics

Can you see the sun? Can you see the sun? Getting high, high, high, high, high Can you see the sun? Can you see the sun? Getting high, high, high, high, high You my starling eyes, young and soft and wise Stumbling never falling We can count the days Lost in yester-haze wind Well I felt like hell, lying where I fell Getting high, high, high, high, high Well I felt like hell, lying where I fell Getting high, high, high, high, high Moving with the roll, living paints your soul Darker every day We can take the pain And come back again why, why?