It was high July, another summer on the boardwalk   His skin was brown as a rosary bead   The year before he was everybody?s hero   But he was losing ground and gaining speed      It could?ve been a girl or just one good hand of poker   That could?ve turned the whole damn thing around   But that July something was lost   And never did get found      He was a sun that was waiting to rise   He had the look of a king in his eyes   And everything, everything was possible      And now he just laughs and says what the hell   And clings to the secret that he?ll never tell   But I wish in knew what kind of scar   Can turn a sun into just another falling star      Now I get this déjà vu and I don?t really like it   With this friend of mine that can?t get it in his brain   He?s a diamond lost inside the stone   He?s a player born to win the game      But he?s gonna blow it all, the brass rings in his finger   And I gotta watch as he throws it away   He?s like a song that?s rare and right   That no one?s gonna play      He is a sun that is waiting to rise   He?s got the look of a king in his eyes   And everything, everything is possible      And now he just laughs and says what the hell   And clings to the secret that he?ll never tell   But I wish I knew what kind of scar   Can turn a sun into just another falling star   Oh, just another falling star      Can someone explain it ?cause I don?t know why   Some people live like they?re waiting to die   And I wish I knew what kind of scar   Can turn a sun into just another falling star   Oh, just another falling star