some old love song blared through the weather worn speakers at an empty rest stop
I thought of you as I tried to dodge the empty tears
that fell from the sky
but you were everywhere that night
beneath the dirt under my nails
inside my aching head

somewhere on this deserted beach
lie my head and my heart buried underneath
the sand
tossed with the shifting wind
I'd dig myself up if I knew where to begin

if sunsets are for lovers
sunrise is for the broken hearted
the sun returns to end the endless night (reveals my shapeless day)
with thoughts of you all through my head
I close my eyes I just see red
your image in my eyelid

that old love song burrowed its way into my head along an empty stretch of road
with nothing to deter my thoughts of your sleepy eyes
and my sleepless nights
and this thin disguise
I'm still a boy inside

sunrise is for the broken man.