When clouds are overhead It doesn't bother me, I lay my weary head Right on my lover's knee, With her fingers in my hair To soothe away dull care. I go walking in the sunlight of dreams In the sunlight Radiant sunlight In the ultra-white I'm alright Sunlight of my dreams.
When lady luck won't smile I send her on her way The weather may be vile. All the livelong day. But if wintry winds do blow And summer doesn't show I go walking in the sunlight of my dreams In the sunlight Happy sunlight In the living right Watertight Sunlight of my dreams.
Where skies are darkest blue And trouble's far behind Young love is ever true And hearts are always kind. Everyone has time to spend And pleasures never end. I go walking in the sunlight of my dreams In the sunlight Laughing sunlight In the dynamite Golden bright *Sunlight of my dreams.
This is poem I found that was written by my grandfather in an old book of his poetry. This was my personal favourite, so I thought I would share it on here.