Sunshine

baby, I am tired of black, of sleepless nights
silent car rides, and pointless fights.
to clear the clouds
for more sunshine
for more sunshine

so baby, there comes a time
when wrong is right
when your ten down and still riding the pine
step out of the blue
step out of the black
for more sunshine
for more sunshine

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