Burned By the Sun

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