Cry in the Sun - Better Than Ezra

You cleaned out your room

And under your bed

Lay a picture long forgotten

With a hand to your head

You sigh out loud

As the memory rushes over

And buries you

A summer rain storm

But the shed was dry

With a girl from Carolina

And you held her so tight

For the warmth that the rain denied

As the timer slowed to a flash

So alive, you listen to them when they say

Cry in the sun

When the devil beats his wife

If you cry, cry, cry in the sun

Hope I never see the price of my freedom

Yeah

We’d dance and sing out

And trace the moon

As it crawled across the night sky

And covered in dew, a lover’s pact

Well, here’s to now and don’t look back

And oh, how I tried

To heed the words written here

Cry in the sun

When the devil beats his wife

If you cry, cry, cry in the sun

Hope I never see the price of my freedom

Ooh, yeah

For everyone one, yeah

There’s a person, place or time

That brings you back, and makes you feel alive

Before your reason clouds your eyes

When you could rule the world, if you wanted to

Yeah

Well, I hear you’re living

Far away

And that life’s treated you well

You know that we were young, and this picture’s old

But I call still hear you say

Through the pounding of the rain

And oh, if you try

Tell me, can you hear them say

Cry in the sun

When the devil beats his wife

If you cry, cry, cry in the sun

Hope I never see the price of my freedom

Hope I never see the price of my freedom

Ooh, yeah