Cold by the Sun

They find it hard
I can understand
Little things
Ruining our plans
I find it hard
Between sea and land
These little things
I wish they would be planned

Cold by the sun
I wish it was fun
I meant to see what it meant to me
But now it's just dumb
C-c-cold by the sun
I wish it was fun
I meant to see what it meant to me
But now it's just dumb

Fly too close
I just want to be cold
C-c-cold by the sun
Fly too close
I just want to be cold

Listen in the wind
Seems to pave a way
For some kind of acceptable mistake
And I find it hard
Between sea and land
So I stay grounded in the sand

All your things
I wish they'd stay here
On a plate, dear
On a plate, dear
All your things
I wish they'd stay here
On a plate, dear
On a plate, dear
All your things
I wish they'd stay here
On a plate, dear
On a plate, dear
All your things
I wish they'd stay here
On a plate, dear
On a plate, dear

Cold by the sun
I wish it was fun
I meant to see what it meant to me
But now it's just dumb
Cold by the sun
I wish it was fun
I meant to see what it meant to me
But now it's just dumb
Cold by the sun
I wish it was fun
Cold by the sun
I wish it was fun