High above the bordertown
I can see the golden ground
If I wasn't looking down
I might have lost you in the miles
Ocean blue and foaming white
Surround the body of my flight
As I flew out of sight
You were turning in the stiles
And I know what it means to you
And I know what it means to me
And I know how it feels to be
Burned by the sun, the sun
I love the sun
Now I'm sleeping on the sand
Of an unfamiliar land
And I'm dreaming up a plan
To get you on the breeze
And I'm staring at the speck
Of the map laid on the deck
It's time to make a trek
On forgiving seas
And I know what it means to you
And I know what it means to me
And I know how it feels to be
Burned by the sun, the sun
I love the sun
And I know what it means to you
And I know what it means to me
And I know we all want to be
Burned by the sun