Phil Collins
Behind the Sun
My love has gone behind the sun
Since she left, the darkness has begun
The smile that used to shine on me
Is nothing more than a memory
I see her face, I hear her voice
She made a move, I had no choice
But walk and cry, wipe tears with my hand
The one that carries a wedding band
And the clouds hang low
And the flowers that used to grow in my heart
Are dying now
Dying now
Dying now