My Own Sun

To be or to have

That’s a choice to make

To be or to have

To love or to hate

Ownership is an illusion

Ownership is an illusion

It’s our world

A place we all belong

It’s not mine

I’m on borrowed time

Something burns in me

Something turns in me

Something yearns in me



I’m my own sun

I’m my own sun

I’m my own sun

I’m my own sun



I don’t need diamond rings

To earn my angel wings

You have my love to place

A smile upon my face



There must be a reason

For the changing of the seasons

There must be an answer

Between capricorn and cancer

Life goes on

When sunshine comes along

I feel it in my soul

I feel it in my soul

I feel it  in my soul



I’m my own sun

I’m my own sun

I’m my own sun

I’m my own sun



I don’t need diamond rings

To earn my angel wings

You have my love to place

A smile upon my face



I’m my own sun

I’m my own sun

I’m my own sun

I’m my own sun …



(Merci ? Baptiste pour cettes paroles)