song for sunshine

Belle & Sebastian

Honeyââ?¬â?¢d sweet apples, theyââ?¬â?¢re rotting away
Millions of people never start in the race
Thereââ?¬â?¢s stuff on out plates that has not been alive
Someone pays full price for my cheap flight life

ââ?¬Å?Sunshine, we all see the same skyââ?¬

I am a man filled with longing desire
The gifts of creation are ready for hire
A look and a label are all I require
Enoughââ?¬â?¢s not enough, I never ask why

ââ?¬Å?Sunshine, we all see the same sky
Looking, learning, asking the same ââ?¬Ë?why?ââ?¬â?¢ââ?¬

Honeyââ?¬â?¢d sweet apples, theyââ?¬â?¢re rotting away
Millions of people never start in the race
Thereââ?¬â?¢s stuff on out plates that has not been alive
Someone else pays the real price of my cheap flight life

Wheel of fortune spins,
But the wheels on fire come crashing on you
Honeyââ?¬â?¢d sweet apples, theyââ?¬â?¢re rotting away

ââ?¬Å?Sunshine, we all see the same sky
Looking, learning, asking the same ââ?¬Ë?why?ââ?¬â?¢
Sunshine, we all see the same skyââ?¬