Ain't that so sad? You can't just leave me be Somehow it affects your "creativity" The silly things you do, they mean nothing at all But I'm glad you feel better trying to bring me down Oooh, the sun is shining for us all What an unhackneyed idea, I wish I was you Hiding sources, claiming yourself the first Doesn’t matter if someone realize, you have a lot more Pretend the crowd is cheering a song of yours Oooh, the sun is shining for us all Oooh, but all those lights are yours