Sweet madness
it must be wrong
what kinds of fool imagines love
with all this going on
stars burning in the empty sky
and the city is aflame
with a million lights

and they come and go
in the blink of an eye
people are like suns
there burning up inside
people are like suns

science will enable us to hear to be crystal clear
to make diamonds
in the shifting sand
better take all the love
that you got
in a single hand
and they come and go in the fullness of time

people are like suns
they are burning up inside
people are like suns breathing into life
all that good in us to saints become
it cant be helped
doesnt stop me thinkingout aloud
i could've dont something

they come and they go
they come and they go
they come and they go
they come and they go

people are like suns
people are like suns
people are like suns

they go out tonight
set this town alight
all fade into white