Sunlight
Sunlight
Sunlight
Sunlight
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
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
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
Sunlight
Sunlight
Sunlight