Someday There'll Be Sunshine

Someday there’ll be sunshine
In the world I call my own.
There’ll be fields of pretty flowers,
There’ll be happiness, and song.
And the mountains, and the valleys
Will abound with shades of green,
And surrounded by this beauty
Lovely quetzal birds will sing.

There’ll be clouds up in the heavens,
Powder puffs of snowy white.
And the stars light little diamonds
Will illuminate the night
And the peaks of lofty mountains
Will reach up to touch the sky
And the pain known as reality
Will always pass me by.