Sun of the Sons

Here comes the sun

Here comes the sun

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

Is everybody holding on

Is everybody holding on

Is everybody holding on

Is everybody holding on

Is everybody holding on

Is everybody holding on

Is everybody holding on

Is everybody holding on

Is everybody holding on

Is everybody holding on

Is everybody holding on