Beneath the sun

As the birds are flying across the sky,
and the flowers are talking to me with colours,
I can hear the music every where I go.
In this world.

And it's like I'm playing a game,
of guilt and shame,
from the depth of my soul.

All the world across the sea,
through forests, mountains high,
I remember those times.
I want to lay on the wet grass,
and just have fun,
beneath the sun.

As the clouds are breaking up,
and they are whiter than the snow,
And the sun is rising from the mountains,
through this world.

And it feels like I've never left,
and now it's getting better again,
from the depth of life.

All the world across the sea,
through forests, mountains high,
I remember those times.
I want to lay on the wet grass,
and just have fun,
beneath the sun.

All the world across the sea,
through forests, mountains high,
I remember those times.
I want to lay on the wet grass,
and just have fun,
beneath the sun.