The sun shines
even when clouds block the way.
It doesn’t wilt in despair,
that nobody lets it have its way.
It keeps on shining and shining
until the wispy clouds are swept away.
And tomorrow, the cycle begins again.
The sun shines
even when clouds block the way.
It doesn’t wilt in despair,
that nobody lets it have its way.
It keeps on shining and shining
until the wispy clouds are swept away.
And tomorrow, the cycle begins again.