You clean out your room, and under your bed Lay a picture long forgotten With a hand to your head, you sigh out loud As the memory rushes over - and buries you Summer rain-storm, but the shed was dry With a girl from Carolina And you held her so tight For the warmth that the rain denied As the time has slowed to a flash So alive, listen to them when they say Cry in the sun When the devil beats his wife If you cry, cry, cry in the sun Hope I never see the price of my freedom...yeah We danced and sang out and traced the moon as it crawled across the night sky And covered in dew, a lovers' pact 'Well here's to now and don't look back' And oh, how I've tried to heed the words written here Cry in the sun Where the devil beats his wife If you cry, cry, cry in the sun Hope I never see the price of my freedom...ooooh yeah For everyone, yeah if there's a person, place, or time That brings you back and makes you feel alive Before your reason clouds your eyes Well you could rule the world if you wanted to...yeah Well I hear you're livin' far away And that life's treated you well You know that we were young and this picture's old But I still can hear you say through the pounding of the rain- And oh, if you try Tell me, can you hear them say- Cry in the sun When the devil beats his wife If you cry, cry, cry in the sun Hope I never see the price of my freedom Hope I never see the price of my freedom Ooooh yeah