symphonies of grey confusion spin around and turn me inside out. nit fuels the doubt. and if i could just hold on to something then what i'm worth would get a little better, i dont know how. nsweet sun, sweet sun, melt the ice and warm everyone. nbalance beams are all i walk on but way up high the view is so sincere, so very clear. the evasion takes control of me and intensifies when i get a little closer to what i want. nsweet sun. sweet sun, melt the ice and warm everyone. still fighting, we are all still fighting this cold, and its three against one. nstill fighting, we are all still fighting this cold, and its three against one. sweet sun. sweet sun, come out