Too Close To The Sun

(Parsons, Bairnson, Elliott)

There must be a thousand ways

Holding us within this maze

Every path we take leads us astray

Comfort me my only son

Till the day my work is done

There's no earthly reason we should stay

And when the wind gets under these wings

You will feel what freedom brings

Stay right by me, walk don't run

I don't want you flying too close to the sun

Turn your eyes towards the light

Steal away in silent flight

The skies are calling out to you and me

Over sea and over land

God protect us with your hand

Bring us safely to our destiny

And now the wind is under our wings

We can taste what freedom brings

Stay right by me, walk don't run

I don't want you flying too close to the sun

God forgive his fall from grace

The sea conceals his resting place

Can we learn to stay behind the line

If we have the means to fly

Some of us will surely die

Being reckless was his only crime

And now the wind is under our wings

We can taste what freedom brings

Stay right by me, walk don't run

I don't want you flying too close to the sun

Vocal Niel Lockwood

Guitars Ian Bairnson

Drums Stuart Elliott

Bass John Giblin

Keyboards Gary Sanctuary, Richard Cottle and Alan Parsons

Saxophone Richard Cottle