Lirieke: Flaming Lips. Hit To Death In The Future Head. The Sun.

And the sun goes over me
And the sun goes over me
And the sun goes over me

And the sun goes over me
And the sun goes over me
And the sun goes over me, yeah

It'd be so kind to see your face in my door
It wouldn't have to last very long
It'd be so kind to see your face in my door
I wouldn't have to ask anymore

And the sun goes over me
It'd be so kind to see your face in my door
It wouldn't have to last very long

It'd be so kind to see your face in my door
'Cause I wouldn't have to ask anymore
And the sun goes over me

And the sun goes over me
It'd be so kind to see your face in my door
It'd be so kind to see your face in my door
It'd be so kind