dream of togetherness
Turned into a brighter mess
faint sign my spoken best
Now, now

Make way for the simple hours
No finding the time its ours
fate or it's a desire
I know

So I was the lucky one
Reading letters, not writing them
Taking pictures of anyone
I know

So let the sunshine
So let the sunshine
So let the sunshine let [bad word] To show us that tomorrow is eventual
We know it when the day is done