Where
is the sun that's shining
on my head?
The sun in my life,
it is dead,
it is dead.
And where is the light that's lit
in my street?
And where are the friends I could meet,
I could greet?
And where are the girls I left
far behind?
Spick and span of the girls on my mind.
And where is the sun that's shining
on my head?
The sun in my life, it
is dead, it is dead.
And where are the girls I left far behind?
Spick and span of the girls on my mind.
And where are the girls I left far behind?
She
is gone,
she is gone.
