Intro :(x3) In the daytime, time for cele-bration. No use lookin' down, if it's over here. It's a world, a new cre-ation. And the golden light of the morning, makes it easy to comb your hair. And the love of the child; it's the time of the year. In the daytime, you can move a mountain. With a blink of your eye; Now it's over here, now it's over there. It's a world, with no compli-cations. And the curtains on the window, start blowing like your hair. And the love that I feel, 'cos it's the time of the year. Mysterious moon, found me cryin' in the dark; Heard my footsteps on the stairs. Mysterious moon found me cryin', but the sun, Dried my tears; showed he cares. In the daytime, time for cele-bration. No use lookin' down; children open your eyes. It's a world, a whole nation. Now the white boats have landed, and the innocent are here. So dream for the child, 'cos it's the time of the year. Finale :(x3) (x2)