It was high July
Another Summer on the boardwalk
His skin was brown as a rosary bead
The year before
He was everybody's hero
But he was losing ground and gaining speed
He could have been a girl
But just one good hand of poker
That could've turned the whole
d*** thing around
But that July
Something was lost
That never did get found
He was the sun that was waiting to rise
He had the look of a king in his eyes
And everything everything was possible
now he just laughs and says,
"what the hell"
And clings to the secret
That He'll never tell
But I wish in knew
What kind of scar
Can turn a sun into
Just another falling star
Now I get this déjà-vu
And I don't really like it
With this friend of mine that can't get it
in his brain
He's a diamond lost
Inside the stone
He's a player born to win the game
But he's gonna blow it all
The brass rings in his finger
And I gotta watch as he throws it away
He's like a song
That's rare and right
That no one's gonna play
He is a sun that is waiting to rise
He's got the look of a king in his eyes
And everything is possible
And now he just laughs and say's
"what the hell"
And clings to the secret
That he'll never tell
But I wish I knew
What kind of scar
Can turn a sun into
Just another falling star
can someone explain it?
Cause I don't know why-
Some people live like they're waiting to die
And I wish I knew
What kind of scar
Can turn a sun into
Just another falling star
Another Summer on the boardwalk
His skin was brown as a rosary bead
The year before
He was everybody's hero
But he was losing ground and gaining speed
He could have been a girl
But just one good hand of poker
That could've turned the whole
d*** thing around
But that July
Something was lost
That never did get found
He was the sun that was waiting to rise
He had the look of a king in his eyes
And everything everything was possible
now he just laughs and says,
"what the hell"
And clings to the secret
That He'll never tell
But I wish in knew
What kind of scar
Can turn a sun into
Just another falling star
Now I get this déjà-vu
And I don't really like it
With this friend of mine that can't get it
in his brain
He's a diamond lost
Inside the stone
He's a player born to win the game
But he's gonna blow it all
The brass rings in his finger
And I gotta watch as he throws it away
He's like a song
That's rare and right
That no one's gonna play
He is a sun that is waiting to rise
He's got the look of a king in his eyes
And everything is possible
And now he just laughs and say's
"what the hell"
And clings to the secret
That he'll never tell
But I wish I knew
What kind of scar
Can turn a sun into
Just another falling star
can someone explain it?
Cause I don't know why-
Some people live like they're waiting to die
And I wish I knew
What kind of scar
Can turn a sun into
Just another falling star