I didn´t really want to hurt you.
That´s maybe why I told you so late.
You know, I somehow had to do it,
And the truth is hard to fake.
It didn´t make me feel much better.
That love-hangover was all I got.
I took my time to let it wear off.
And it wore me out a lot.
I say “Good morning, Mister Sun”.
Those cloudy days just can´t keep you from shining on.
Good bye, fare well, you mean old blues.
See, you don´t hurt me none, you´re all I got to lose.
Now it´s been a week or two.
I´m not even missing you.
You´re no longer in my dreams.
Everything must take its time.
If it doesn´t turn out fine.
It´s still better than it seems.
SOLO
I say “Good morning, Mister Sun”.
Those cloudy days just can´t keep you from shining on.
Good bye, fare well, you mean old blues.
See, you don´t hurt me none, you´re all I got to lose.
Sometimes it seems, the days are longer.
There´s time for things I ain´t never tried.
If there´s no booze and late night movies,
Those creamy peaches save the night.
I say “Good morning, Mister Sun”.
Those cloudy days just can´t keep you from shining on.
Good bye, fare well, you mean old blues.
See, you don´t hurt me none, you´re all I got to lose.