(verse 1)
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.
(verse 2)
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.
(middle 8)
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.
(verse 3)
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.