Under the Bleeding Sun

  Under the Bleeding Sun

I hear children laughing

See tan lines

And smell sunscreen.

  Under the Bleeding Sun

Its sunglasses and sundresses

Late nights

And nowhere to be.

  Under the Bleeding Sun

It's Jason Mraz

Peter Rabbit

And future memories

  Under the Bleeding Sun

I try not to count the days till I have to go back

Back to life

Back to reality

  Under the Bleeding Sun

I find peace

I see beauty

I feel fine

  Please do not make me leave this place under the Bleeding Sun...