Now don't you get too cocky, handsome
But there's a red sun behind your smile
Which you grind in your sleep while I
Dream silly dreams of you and me
For a change breathing easily

I said don't you get too cocky
But there's nothing I think of so fondly
As I write, its true
Blazing sun, yes beautiful
No planet can hold a flame to you

It is rare that I find within someone
A glimmer of myself
and that is what frightens me
I know how eagerly I leave