I see a girl through the window
She's quite happy for a morning
Maybe driven by some old song
Or she's just got nothing to be bothered with

'Cause everyone's lit by the sun
When the morning comes

There's a man on the street
He's the bridegroom, quite neat
His friends are waving at the cab drive
To get him to the wedding just in time

And everyone's lit by the sun
When the morning comes

And the days are full of comings and goings
Everyone is writing their own stories
It doesn't matter if it's bad or good
For all the things you do
They all come back to you

I see a face in the mirror
Eyes are calling for surrender
Sometimes it's easier to give up
Sometimes it's hard to remember

That everyone's lit by the sun
When the morning comes

And the days are full of comings and goings
For better or worse it’s just the way it goes
It doesn't matter if it's bad or good
For all the things you do
They all come back to you
Someday