Lost in The Sun

Dan Fogelberg · The Innocent Age [1981]

Every night I ask myself that same old question, why?

And every day the answer seems more distant

I always knew the final truths lay just beneath the lies

But I never thought they'd be this hard to find

I never thought they'd be this hard to find



Every time I try to put this puzzle into place

There always seems to be a piece that's missing

And through the eyes of someone else I look into my face

And can't believe the sorrow, there I see

I can't believe this lonely man is me



The faster we run, the further away the dreams

That we chase become

And lost in the sun

Spinning and turning, blind in the burning

Light of day, we have to turn away



Every night I ask myself that same old question, why?

And every day the answer seems more distant

I always knew the final truths lay just beneath the lies

But I never thought they'd be this hard to find

I never thought they'd be this hard to find



The faster we run, the further away the dreams

That we chase become

And lost in the sun

Spinning and turning, blind in the burning

Light of day, we have to turn away