I Can See The Sun In Late December Stephanie DeSykes

I can see the sun, I can see the sun

I bet you you can't even see the sun
The sun is shining right before your eyes
I bet you you can't even see yourself
'Cause when you're lost
Sometimes yourself is hard to find

I can see the sun in late December
I see forgotten treasures 'neath the sea
Tides that defeat identity
Washing away the beauty that was in your mind

I can hear the sounds you don't remember
The sounds of birds in trees in harmony
Chords being blown by a gentle breeze
Making the perfect melody you left behind

I bet you you can't even see the moon
'Cause in your eyes you only see the darkest side
I bet you you can't wish upon a star
'Cause in your life
Your pride has pushed your dreams aside

I can see the sun in late December
I see forgotten treasures 'neath the sea
Tides that defeat identity
Washing away the beauty that was in your mind