Sunshine, in your hair,
Like a mirror reflects the pain you wear.

Sweet Amy,
Don't you cry,
Look over your shoulder,
I'm there to comfort you...
(repeat)

Armour surrounds you, it's easy not to care.
Faces turn to outlines, like they're not even there.

Sweet Amy,
Don't you cry,
Look over your shoulder,
I'm there to comfort you...
(repeat, repeat)