Every man who's lived a day, Knows that things are prone to change. The weatherman knows it well, Sometimes you can never tell. But there are things That will never change; Between birth, taxes and your final day. The night is long, But it will not stay, The sun will come. The sun will come, Come again. The sun will come, Come again. When the light Leaves our eyes, And the night covers up the skies. Some will run, Some will hide, And some will find sweet rest tonight. But when that dark night comes for you, And you don't quite know just what to do, Remember these words, Tried and true, "the sun will come." The sun will come, Come again. The sun will come, Come again. Waiting for morning light, To come break through this winter night. Waiting for the sun to rise, And wake our dormant earth to life. Light will drive the dark away, Sorrows will cease, and joy will stay. So I look to the east, watch and pray, the sun will come. The sun will come, Come again. The sun will come, Come again. Oooooh Ooooh Oooooh Ooooh