Sunshine playroom

The sun in her hair
The sun in her eyes
There's something that makes me
Want to go back

Calling me, calling, imploring me back
Pleading me, reasoning, have to look back
Haunting me, taunting me, hauling me back
Calling and calling me, have to attack

Oh mother, where to go
Now that I am leaving home
All the fears, anxieties
Are bottled up inside
And the sad, and the wondering
The tears I have to hide

The sun in her hair
The sun in her eyes
There's something that makes me
Want to go back

Come along children

The runaway train ran down the track
And she blew, she blew.