I don't know if anybody's there You're on your own and gonna need your friend so come home Furthest tumours stucking in my head I miss you all and all the things I have to come home
Oh no, is this happening Oh no, are you dealing with But her day has come But you're still a son
Here comes the sun Here comes the sun
Sons of sorrow make me understand You never know where you'll be when I've got to come home Fields of flowers burning in your breast The milk of mother's running through my veins to come home
Oh no, is this happening But her day has come But you're still a son
Here comes the sun, sun of the sons
Here comes the sun, sun of the sons sees the sun over here Here comes the sun, sun of the sons sees the sun over here Here comes the sun, sun of the sons sees the sun
Is everybody holding on Is everybody holding on Is everybody holding on Is everybody holding on
