sun
The sun shines bright
Keeping us warm and happy
Oh how he makes me happy alright
Im never unhappy
But when he left
He took away my joy
He stole my happiness like a theft
Like any other boy
Now im sad and alone
Its dark and cold
I cry and groan
Knowing we will never grow old
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