In the light,
in the bright bright light,
in the light,
I come alive,
I come alive,
and I thrive,
I thrive in the light,
and it rouses me into gentility, but it gives me strength,
strength as I sit,
and I grow in it,
and with every ray,
how warm it is,
and how beautiful the sun,
the that inspires me,
as it works its magic,
upon me so softly,
so softly and gently,
and it lifts me up,
into such exalted states,
such exalted states,
where my words flow like wine,
and so easily they flow,
they flow from my mind,
and my imagination,
is captured by the fascination,
the fascination of the sun,
the glorious one
the magical one,
the elegant and the powerful one,
and what an incredible sight it is,
that fires up my imagination,
and that brings me inspiration,
oh, that wonderful effervescence,
from the glorious, beautiful sun,
the glorious, beautiful sun,
that exhalt’s me every day,
and in which I sit,
and work,
empowered and energised,
by the glorious sun.
