This Sun - Pete Josef

Seven days of a year pass all too soon

For me, living ours out in lands of reddened sunsets is a dream

I would like to sleep on

In dull days it lights me

The scenes of heavenly

Saints in stony chariots alive, in this sun

Where all around you catches the eye, in this sun

Why do we remain, all we ever work for’s away

In the bright azures of sea views

A scene change from the dull blues

Such philosophy engrained into our minds cannot be wise and I put to you

A question of liv to work

Or work to live

And take a chance with the…

Saints in stony chariots alive, in this sun

Where all around you catches the eye, in this sun

It’s a place where all your dreams can come to life

And a sure-fire way to lift your spirits to heights, in this sun

(Ooh ooh ooh oh ooh ooh)

(Ooh ooh ooh oh ooh ooh)

Go discover the hilltop, whitewashed places in valleys of far off nations

Days come easy, no rat race, simple living is all and it feels like heaven

It’s a place where all your dreams can come to life

And a sure-fire way to lift your spirits to heights, in this sun