(x3)
In the d aytime
Time for cele-b ration.
No use lookin' d own
If it's over h ere.
It's a w orld
A new cre-a tion
And the g olden light of the moning
Makes it e asy to comb your h air.
And the l ove of the c hild;
It's the t ime o f the y ear.
In the d aytime
You can move a m ountain.
With a b link of your eye;
Now it's over h ere now it's over t here.
It's a w orld
With no compli-c ations.
And the c urtains on the window
Start b lowing like your h air.
And the l ove that I f eel
'Cos it's the t ime o f the y ear.
Mysterious m oon found me c ryin' in the d ark;
Heard my f ootsteps on the s tairs.
Mysterious m oon found me c ryin'
But the sun dried my t ears; s howed he c ares.
(x7)
In the d aytime
Time for cele-b ration.
No use lookin' d own;
If it's over h ere.
It's a w orld
A whole n ation
Now the w hite boats have landed
And the i nnocent are h ere.
So d ream for the c hild
'Cos it's the t ime o f the y ear.
(x3)
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