Ain't that so sad? You can't just leave me be
Somehow it affects your "creativity"
The silly things you do, they mean nothing at all
But I'm glad you feel better trying to bring me down

Oooh, the sun is shining for us all

What an unhackneyed idea, I wish I was you
Hiding sources, claiming yourself the first
Doesn’t matter if someone realize, you have a lot more
Pretend the crowd is cheering a song of yours

Oooh, the sun is shining for us all
Oooh, but all those lights are yours