Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again, sing it with me Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again, again now Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again They say that the tree of love Will shine on me again Grows on the bank of the river of suffering Shine on me again Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again, sing it again Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again If only I could heal your sorrow Shine on me again I'd help you to find your new tomorrow Shine on me again now Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again, little louder now Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again Well I've seen the still and the concrete crumble Shine on me again The proud and the mighty all are stumbled Shine on me again now Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again, let me hear you sing it now Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again Only you can find that mountain Out of the falling rain, out of the falling If you want to drink at the golden fountain Shine on me again, sing it out Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again, sing it loud, sing it now Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow © MARY BETH MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com