High above the bordertown I can see the golden ground If I wasn't looking down I might have lost you in the miles Ocean blue and foaming white Surround the body of my flight As I flew out of sight You were turning in the stiles And I know what it means to you And I know what it means to me And I know how it feels to be Burned by the sun, the sun I love the sun Now I'm sleeping on the sand Of an unfamiliar land And I'm dreaming up a plan To get you on the breeze And I'm staring at the speck Of the map laid on the deck It's time to make a trek On forgiving seas And I know what it means to you And I know what it means to me And I know how it feels to be Burned by the sun, the sun I love the sun And I know what it means to you And I know what it means to me And I know we all want to be Burned by the sun