Today, he never went outside at all
Excuses dragging him down like an autumn fall
He wants it
He needs it
He's wearing a crown
He's the self-appointed king of this
Bedsit town
Someday
The sun will shine
Through your back door
And you'll come running outside
The whole thing was rushing by like a drunkard's trial
All the wars and the hurricanes and the latest styles
The milk truck
Comes early
He's taking it all in his stride
He knows where to read about what he's never tried
Someday
The sun will shine
Through your back door
And you'll come running outside
Every day starts out the same
Everyone calls out your name
Shopkeepers are opening their doors
Their hearts for you
When will you open yours?
Come on now
Let's hear you
From whispers to a howling scream
Your silent night will be ready
Someday
The sun will shine
Through your back door
And you'll come running outside
Someday
The sun will shine
Through your back door
And you'll come running outside
Someday
The sun will shine
Through your back door
And you'll come running outside
Someday