BENEATH THE SUN
Words & music by Johnny Kahlua
Recorded at Sundown Studio, Kristiansand in March 2009
I see you standing on the coast of Bel-Air
With your premature baby, I see you so clear
Reach me your child, babe, my feet are so heavy
Please Mrs. Christie, I beg you my dear
Come see me tomorrow
Beneath the sun
My feet are so heavy
That nobody can't hide
Come on Mrs. Christie, let's go home
Leave all your belongings and come with me
Let's catch that train, capture that plane
Just come with me, before you disagree
Come see me tomorrow
Beneath the sun
My feet are so heavy
That nobody can't hide
Be sure to bring your child before dawn falls
He's lost without you, we can't leave him be
It's getting dark, it's getting cold
Hurry Mrs. Christie, don't make me plea
Come see me tomorrow
Beneath the sun
My feet are so heavy
That nobody can't hide
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