Sanoja: Eric Johnson. Other. When The Sun Meets The Sky.

This sunday, you were blowin' through my mind.

Like tuesday, you were burning in my eyes.

I hoped today could be just kind of my way

'Cause it so much matters that you're there;

And I'd hoped today could lead me into your way

But I fell down in some disrepair.



The sparks here, they can lead me up the town.

But it's dark here, if I don't have you around.

So I hoped today would lead me kind of your way,

And the sun (would) be shinning on my face;

And I hoped the road would lead me to your doorway,

But I feel down in some disrepair.



So when the sun, meets the sky,

I'm gonna take a ride,

And get to where I do;

When your love is gonna call me home,

I will run to you, the way you want me to;

Oh we'll sing.



Oh I hoped today would lead me kind of your way,

With a love, and treasures, we'd find there;

And through all the fog, that cracks, the cogs, a gateway;

There I'd find someone to repeair me



So when the sun, meets that sky,

I'm gonna take a ride, and get to where I do.

With your love, is gonna call me home,

I will run to you, the way you want me to.

So when the sun, starts to shine,

I'm gonna take a ride, and get to where I do.

When your love, is gonna call me home.

I return to you, the way you want me to.

Oh we'll sing.