Sunshine on my back
I love the way it feels
It makes all the worlds
Disappear into fields
Forget about the worst
Pretended to give in
and all this time we never knew
What were we kids?
What are you lying for?
Why dont you tell him more,
Why dont you tell them everything?
Somethings never change
Always with priorities and seasons
That bring different kinds of rain
Sorted by the basket hand picked by the team
Will this ever end up
Being what it seems?
What are you lying for?
Why dont you tell him more,
Why dont you tell them everything?
What are you lying for?
Why dont you tell him more,
Why dont you tell them everything?