So deep as the night draws in And we'll be slow honey lovers 'til the clocks go forward again We can hide under sheets, under heavy covers Again, again, again yeah Darkness bleeding in, the sun is getting low No diamonds in the trees, only leaves of gold

Under this sun no shadows will fall Piercing our eyes as we charge An armored battalion on course to the east Armored tanks of mass destruction Killers in the east Rats who dares to stand before us Feel our guns go live Panzer battalion Closing the end

Strawberry Fields forever Let me take you down 'Cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields Nothing is real And nothing to get hung about Living is easy with eyes closed Misunderstanding all you see It's getting hard to be someone But it all works out

We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom

Until I'm back in your arms again I'll be out here on the wind Through the middle of the night unknown I'm an asphalt cowboy Born to run underneath the stars Pay no mind to my lonely heart The sun has opened up my eyes

And all the light above it, too All the light under the sun And all the light under the sun Shine just for you (Summer don't turn to fall) Is gonna rise and shine All the light above it, too (Is not just for you) Well, how many subplots you got runnin'

Fingers tap into what you were once And I'm worried that I blew my only chance While we are young And my heart Was colder when you've gone And I lost my head Under the sun You hold your truth so purely Swerve not through the minds of men

Just another LA Devotee Just another, just another, uh oh Swimming pools under desert skies Drinking white wine in the blushing light Sunsets on the evil eye Invisible to the Hollywood shrine Always on the hunt for a little more time I wouldn't change

I'm single for the suh uh uh single for the summer Kissing in the daylight Blame it on the bikinis, party girls, and martinis and the sunshine Private school daughters that never go underwater keeping their hair just right I know in September, I'm gonna

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of