The poor man and the millionaire
Both sharing the oak tree shade
Not stressing over money made
The preacher and the atheist
Both jumping in the ocean waves
Today they both feel saved
Say what you gonna do when the clouds come
You gonna hold your head high
Say what you gonna do when the storms come
Keep your eyes to the sky, and I'll tell you why
Cause one day…
The sunshine will shine again
Shine all over the world
On every man, woman, boy and girl
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