Sunlight

Like some old blues song might say



You had your rambling ways



You spent all last year acting like a clown



Waking up in different beds in different parts of town



You turned away the day to befriend the night



And so your face grew pale beneath the barroom lights



With no



Sunlight



Sunlight



Sunlight



Sunlight



Sewn through you and the folks you met



Was a long and lonely common thread



You could see it in their wandering gaze



Looking past each other for a better place



And it's too dark to see what your looking for



And a borrowed cigarette is not much of a torch



You need



Sunlight



Sunlight



Sunlight



Sunlight



You drove that speed for quite a spell



We all agreed it did not suit you well



Searching at the darkest hour



Seems so silly when you look back now



Then out with friends one Sunday afternoon



You splashed and splished



And laughed and wished for june



How rare the feeling to be at your best



with the sun riding high upon both the east and west



hey yeah your search might still be a while



but it's much less work when you can see for miles



with all that



Sunlight



Sunlight



Sunlight



Sunlight



Sunlight



Sunlight