Weave Me the Sunshine

They say that the tree of loving shine on me again They say it grows on the bank of the river of suffering Shine on me again, and Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow Fill my cup again Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow Fill my cup again If only I could heal your sorrow Shine on me again I'd help you to find your new tomorrow Shine on me again now Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow And fill my cup again Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow Fill my cup again I've seen the steel and the concrete crumble Shine on me again The proud and the mighty all are stumbled Shine on me again now Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow Fill my cup again Only you can find that mountain Out of the falling rain, out of the falling If you want to drink from the golden fountain Shine on me again Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain, out of the falling Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow Fill my cup again Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine Out of the falling rain Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow Fill my cup once again