Drinking in the afternoon
Sinking in the dreamy haze
Of a night before a morning after
Sitting with the rest of Sunday’s late arrivals
Sat staring at the floor
Sinking in the dreamy haze
Of a night before a morning after
Sitting with the rest of Sunday’s late arrivals
Sat staring at the floor
When a golden warmth breaks through the gloom
And the sun comes pouring into the room
Lighting up the barroom smog
Surrounding me in a blinding fog
Open up and let the light in
No more fussing, no more fighting
I want to scream, I want to shout
I’ll give it up, I’ll straighten out
And let the light in
Take a rag and clean the dirt from the windowpane
And let the light in
Lift up your head, open up your eyes again
And let it in
Draw back the curtain, lift up the blind
And let the light in
Choose what to keep, choose what to leave behind
And let it in
Open up and let the light in
No more fussing, no more fighting
I want to scream, I want to shout
I’ll give it up, I’ll straighten out
And let the light in
