Now the sun is burning 
  In deepest space 
  That's the way things are 
  Through a storm I called you 
  It fell each day 
  I didn't get so far 
  My words get blown away 

  My lips are moving 
  If you touch my face 
  Did you hear my screams? 
  While we were sleeping 
  I tried to say 
  Even in my dreams 
  My words get blown away 

  Now the sun is burning 
  In deepest space 
  I didn't get so far 

		Black Francis
		(p) 1990 4-A-D