wake up, my dear friend,
lift your eyes to the sun,
because i know you've been sleeping
in heartbreak.
i'll tell you, my dear friend,
that the kisses you want,
and the heart that you need,
hide right behind the shades
of your darkened room.
i promise, my dear friend,
darkness does you no good,
for who, in the dark, will you see,
but not, in the warmth of the sun?
how can you say, my dear old friend,
"all i love is now gone"?
rip down your shades!
right there in the sky!
my friend, he sees what you see!
it's the dear old sun.
so much can travel, i'll tell you right now,
in the raging, sweltering, heat of the sun,
these rays are not weak, no, they'll reach you indeed,
for this weather was sent with love,
by the man that you need.
what distance do you speak of*, my friend,
how can you still cry,
if the man you think gone,
is right outside?