I climbed to the top of a hill but I had just missed the sun
And although the descending arc was gone
Left behind were the traces that always follow along
The most beautiful colors chase the sun
They wrap her trail in a taunting gesture
That seems to sing out loud, "This is what you're missing"

Ah-ah, I'll endure the night, ah-ah, for the promise of light,
I'll endure the night, ah-ah, for the promise of light

I want to lift my hands towards the sun
Show me warmth, baby, won't you show me warmth again?
And when I can feel with my sun hands
I'll promise not to lose her again
And even if the morning [bad word] My hands are blessed to have touched the sun, the sun

Ah-ah, I'll endure the night, ah-ah, for the promise of light,
I'll endure the night, ah-ah, for the promise of...

And when I can feel with my sun hands
I promise not to lose her again
And when I can feel with my sun hands
I promise not to lose her again
And when I can feel with my sun hands
I promise not to lose her again
And when I can feel with my sun hands
I promise not to lose her again

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, I'll endure the night, ah-ah, for the promise of light,
I'll endure the night, ah-ah, for the promise of...