Songwriter: Sandy Craig
Red sun sinking, pulling down a purple sky,
must have got tired of shining, well so am I;
He's sitting under the very same sunset,
just across the bay;
Might as well be a thousand miles away...
Fog's rolling in, fires burning low,
fishing boats on the water, moving slow;
At least they're headed somewher'
it's more than I can say for me;
It should have been easy to set him free...
Red sun sinking, pulling me out with the tide,
I wish I could follow it down, to the other side;
I spent my whole life running, from what I just threw away,
red sun sinking, to him it's just another day -
Red sun sinking, I guess it's just a nother day...