Lyrics

The airplane makes a turn,
It's going to land, now.
Another journey's end
Is near to hand, now.
The tourist bus is full
With people at the zoo
And I'm a part of all I see.
Ah ah hah ah hah.
I'm feeling so lonely.
Ah ah hah ah hah.

And as I'm sitting here
There's children playing.
And all around I hear
The sounds of May.
And once again it seems
I'm doing the same old things.
But, then, you know, I start to think
That it's a sunny day for being me;
Sunny day for being them;
Sunny day for being what you feel.
And it's a happy day for every one.
Even you , old mister sun.
Hello, there. How are you my friend?
Ah ah hah ah hah.
I'm feeling so lonely.
Ah ah hah ah hah.

And once again, it seems,
I've realized
There's more to being free
Than meets the eyes.
There are poeple who really don't care,
Who really don't breath the air,
Who have even forgotten how to see:
That it's a sunny day for being me;
Sunny day for being them;
Sunny day for being what you feel.
And it's a happy day for every one.
Even you , old mister sun.
Hello, there. How are you my friend?
Ah ah hah ah hah.
Ah ah hah ah hah.