Silver Sun
Brett Shaw / Jamie McDonald / Joel Cadbury / South
Make a wish on a silver sun
A day like this cant be wasted
Make a wish dont tell anyone
Cool this temper with laughter
Daylight comes crashing in
Time is of short supply
The wind streams though broken rooms
Underneath the darkness lies
From this fear there may come light
Stretch me out over this divide
Make a wish on a silver sun
When it comes it comes