If the sun refused to shine I would still be loving you There will still be you and me When mountains crumble to the sea Kind woman, I give you my all Kind woman, nothing more Little drops of rain whisper of the pain Tears of loves lost in the days gone

Meet me in the summer time We can move the air Sweet Virginia countryside I will meet you there Bloody lips and cherry wine Moonshine in your hair Just keep staring at the sun Pray for summer's end Is it winter there?

Coming up, cut me down, look at all the stuff we found Touch the sun, feel me now, we will live forever We will forever be faded under gold skies Coming up, coming up, coming up, coming up See the smoke when the sun shines Captivated in your cold eyes

Trampled down below Holes begin to pierce the sky Light that falls the gathering of lies Deceive destroys and overgrows As all becomes In time you will know Morning sun Shines its light Blinding the truth

Come on, come on, wind and rain I know the sun will shine again Till then my lady and my Lord will keep me sane Up above my shoulder the ragged rooftops rise Casting shadows over streets they seem to despise I went down to the dead lake shore to see what

The Hamilton Mixtape Valley Forge, winter 1778 Thomas Paine "These are the times that try men's souls The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will In this crisis, shrink from the service of their country But he that stands by it now Deserves the love

The sun does shine I can't wait one minute more We can't wait one minute more The sun will shine Don't wait for an invitation No need for reservation This life is an exploration And you gotta see what I see in you Just think of the destination

But I see your angel, don't act young and wasteful Come to the garden and let your guard down Come to your senses it will all be clear The star in your eyes, the glimmer in the shadow You are more than able, of cutting through the cable Yeah, yeah (ah) I

Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright The sun will shine by day and all the stars at night Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day That's the island greeting that we send to

Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more