sonofapunk

I wandered through the valley of the shadow of the dead,
Stumbled upon this old sun-dial, there these words I read...
I only got the sunny hours, the brightest hours of day,
I never count the gloomy hours, I let them slip away.
When the sky is dark and grey, and there is no love around,
I simply just refuse to count, 'til the sun comes around.
The sun sweeps those clouds away, and I realize I'm on my way...

The sun keeps shinin' on.

Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me.