Sun Goes Down

I don't know what else could make it go I don't know what else to do to make it come, yeah Maybe I'm tired of thinking Maybe my lines are growing old Well that's enough crying for today Is that enough enemies to make you stay, yeah Maybe I'm tired of thinking Maybe my lines are growing old Don't let the sun Don't let the sun Don't let the sun go down on me Mama I think I'm getting cold What if I can't remember what you told me Maybe I'm tired of thinking Maybe my lines are growing old It looks like I just lost my hand I think I'll throw my stick back in the sand Maybe I'm tired of thinking Maybe my lines are growing old.