Lights

Shadows move across the faces

Of the people we once knew

And though their hearts are full of sorrow

The sun inside can still shine through

In the factories and the stations

In the house of the poor

In the darkest of all places

There is still an open door

In the factories and the stations

In the house of the poor

In the darkest of all places

There is still an open door

When you lose the smile your smiling

When the blues stare down on you

You are still the lamp that's shining

So let the sun inside shine through

So let the sun inside shine through

So let the sun inside shine through

Let the sun inside shine through

Let the sun inside shine through