Hit bottom to climb out, repeat.

When I was young lying in the grass.
I felt so safe in a warming bath
of sunlight, of sunlight.
Vast open sky could do no harm.
I can embrace the weather's arms.
In sunlight, in sunlight.
In sunlight, in sunlight.

With every year that came to pass.
More clouds appeared, the sky went black.
And there was no sunlight, no sunlight.
And there was no sunlight, no sunlight.
Anymore...

It disappeared with the same speed.
With idealistic timing the optimist died inside of me.

No sunlight, no sunlight.
No sunlight, no sunlight.

It disappeared with the same speed.
With idealistic timing the optimist died inside of me.