Here comes the sun
It burns and feeds everyone
Freedom is a smoking gun
The sunlight is for everyone
Here comes the sun
Into the hearts of everyone
Black white red will run; into the blues of the rising sun
The sunlight is for everyone
Here comes the sun
Freedom is a nasty pill
With morals gone blood will spill
Mindful of the need to chill
But Freedom is a smoking gun
And the sunlight is for everyone
Here comes the sun