Daytime

    (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 moning 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.   (x7) In the daytime  Time for cele-bration.  No use lookin' down;  If it's over here.      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.           (x3) (x2)