You make me happy, oh when skies are gray
And does he cry through broken sentences
Well I drag your ghost across the country
With his feet inside your shoes?
And I kissed a girl with a broken jaw
And I settled for a telephone
And they found me here and pulled me
Clapped under our hands
For all the ones who've left
And it rose like thunder
You are my sunshine
But I dug my teeth into my knees
In a red-rouge, sun-bruised field
Is he coughing now on a bathroom floor?
She had eyes bright enough
You make me happy, oh when skies are gray
And there were rows of ripe tomatoes
To burn me they reminded me of yours
My only sunshine
Well the clock's heart it hangs
And in a story told she was a little girl
That I love you far too much?
And gray, and gray
To a diary entry's end
And does he sing to you incessantly
But I will not weep for those dying days
Where a secret was concealed
Here is where you rest
In every city, memories would whisper
To pretend he walks with you
Worried, you smoke too many cigarettes
Does he walk around all day at school
A thousand more you won't ever see
Oh, does he know that place below
I was determined in Chicago
From the space between your bed and walls?
That her father gave to her
My only sunshine
And it stretched for centuries
Does he lay awake listening to your breath?
Your neck that is your favorite to be touched?
Looking down every few steps
But you must hold inside yourself eternally
Towards the calendar hanging itself
For every speck of tile there's
There's a few that stayed
Where I wrote
You are my sunshine
Inside it's open chest with it's hands stretched
And we plotted out my death
And sang into your machine
