Lost in the Sun

Every night I ask myself 
That same old question: why? 
And every day the answer 
Seems more distant 
I always knew the final 
Truths lay just beneath 
the lies 
But I never thought they'd 
Be this hard to find... 
I never thought they'd 
Be this hard to find... 

Every time I try to put 
This puzzle into place 
There always seems to be 
A piece that's missing 
And through the eyes of someone else 
I look into my face 
And can't believe the sorrow 
There I see 
I can't believe this lonely man 
Is me...

The faster we run 
The further away the dreams 
That we chase become 
And lost in the sun 
Spinning and turning 
Blind in the burning 
Light of day -- 
We have to turn away. 

Every night I ask myself 
That same old question: why? 
And every day the answer 
Seems more distant 
I always knew the final 
Truths lay just beneath 
the lies 
But I never thought they'd 
Be this hard to find... 
I never thought they'd 
Be this hard to find... 

The faster we run 
The further away the dreams 
That we chase become 
And lost in the sun 
Spinning and turning 
Blind in the burning 
Light of day -- 
We have to turn away.

Words and Music Dan Fogelberg
From the LP "The Innocent Age"
© 1981 EMI Music Publishing