I see nothing in their eyes
— there's nothing to replace the thought I have
and when I feel that shiver up my spine,
it’s so good to know the devil’s on my side
But who’s going to hold these hands that shake,
who’s going to mend these bones that break,
who’ll wipe these eyes that never see,
the chance of life in front of me.
I’m coming back into the — I’m coming back into the sun,
I’m coming back into the — I’m coming back into the sun.
When you find that God’s already there,
and he puts a seal of love upon your door,
well I was a praying man at first,
but now I never get down on the floor.
But who’s going to hold these hands that shake,
who’s going to mend these bones that break,
who’ll wipe these eyes that never see,
the chance of life in front of me.
I’m coming back into the — I’m coming back into the sun,
I’m coming back into the — I’m coming back into the sun.
Now look at him he walks away in shame,
if he gets there is the answer still the same,
under that big sky is there room to rest my head,
perhaps you’ll find him there,
perhaps you’ll find me there.