You might find sunshine in a box But then all the people will start to talk Of what they've found at the end of the day But then I would have to say That you would have to be insane To stand in the pouring rain And I wish that I could know All there is to know Waiting on a painting of the sun To fall on to the lawn And if it burns all you know Then there's nothing left to show But the world so upside down Spinning along and around And I wish that I could see All there is to see Know, there is to know Know, there is to know