When The Sun Shines

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

Wake up every morning feeling pretty much the same
Lie until the sunlight’s streaming through the room again
And I walk down the hall and step out through the door to the day
And I say

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

Moving through the people as the city comes alive
Crawling down the underground and out the other side
And I climb up the stairs, and I’m finally there on my way
And I say

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

And when the sun shines
And when the grass grows
And under blue skies
And when the breeze blows
That’s when I feel
That I’m alive
Why I believe
That I’m alive
That’s how I know
That I’m alive
I’ve come alive

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

And when the rain falls
And when the air’s cold
And when the ghosts call
And when the mist’s low
And in the chill wind
And when my eyes freeze
And when no birds sing
And in the bare trees
And through the long nights
And through the dark days
And in the half light
And when the sky’s grey
And in the full moon
And in the wild storm
It’s going to come soon
We’re going to be warm

Get home every evening, feeling nearly half asleep
The days are long and heavy and there’s music through the street
And I lie on the wall as the light slowly falls from the day
And I say

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

And when the sun shines
And when the grass grows
And under blue skies
And when the breeze blows
That’s when I feel
That I’m alive
Why I believe
That I’m alive
That’s how I know
That I’m alive
I’ve come alive

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Beautiful To Me

The music that you play, that song you’re always singing
And everything you say, it’s beautiful to me
The poems that you wrote, the pictures that you painted
The letters that you send, are beautiful to me

Everywhere I look I see you all around
The sunlight and the dark, your face in every crowd

The sudden moves you make, as though you’re always dancing
The smile that’s on your face, it’s beautiful to me

The funny things you say, your very strange expressions
To hear them every day, is beautiful to me
The way you cut your hair, I’ve still seen nothing like it
The crazy things you wear, are beautiful to me

And when you’re not around, I feel you in my dreams
And often talk aloud, to hear if you reply

Clear enough to see that everything about you
Is beautiful to me, I have to tell you so
Hard to disagree, can be no doubt about it
I try to make you see, you’re beautiful to me

Everywhere you go it feels that I could follow
As though I’d always known where every road would lead
Strange how things have gone, it’s funny how it happened
Whoever could have told what’s beautiful to me?

And all around the house, to hear the sound of laughter
And even when you cry, it’s music in the air
December to July, I’ve seen you in all weathers
And frozen or ablaze, you’re beautiful to me

To see and touch and taste, you fill my senses high
And how you call my name that makes me feel so fine

The way you fill the space, the way the light surrounds you
Your shadow on the lawn is beautiful to me

Clear enough to see that everything about you
Is beautiful to me, I have to tell you so
Hard to disagree, can be no doubt about it
I try to make you see, you’re beautiful to me

Clear enough to see, you might as well believe it
You’re beautiful to me, I’ll tell you one more time
Easy to explain, I can’t deny my feelings
I’ll say it once again, you’re beautiful to me

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

The Story Of My Life

I’ve got those daylight blues again
I’m keeping undercover
Hungover from some lost weekend
And longing for another
This has been the story of my life

See the affair from where I stand
This wasn’t meant to happen
An unexpected change of plan
It’s a repeating pattern
This has been the story of my life

God, this isn’t the first or last time
Just an average nervous breakdown
See the delicate state that I’m in
Some impossible situation
This has been the story of my life

Yes it’s been a long hard road
Guess that’s how the story always goes

And every time we’re getting near
Create a fresh disaster
Throughout my brilliant career
I’m the acknowledged master
Should have been my crowning glory
This has been the story of my life

God, this isn’t the first or last time
Just an average nervous breakdown
See the delicate state that I’m in
Some impossible situation
Has to be the final warning
This has been the story of my life

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Over The Hills

Over there, what can you see?
Far from here, where we could be
The fields are green
As far as your tired eyes can reach

Seem so high, forever the same
Where they rise, the end of the plains
Take me now
Where are we heading for?
Try again, I might tell you later
Ask me when the night’s turning into day

Where I’ve been the sun’s shining over the hills
I’ve seen the sun rising over the hills
So green, the spring showers over the hills
I dream of living there over the hills

Slowing down, now that we’re near
Come this far once every year
Closer now
Where the horizon was
Clear ahead, away in the distance
Here instead, we can’t wait another day

Feel the sun, the dark clouds over the hills have gone
There’s blue skies over the hills
Come on, we’ve dreamed of running over the hills
So long, I’ll show you what’s over the hills

Far above, reach for the sky
Seen the world, but never so high
Breathing deep, starting to climb
Go on ahead, I’ll follow behind

Come with me, a new day over the hills
We’ll see a clear morning over the hills
Can we make everything into a place
To be, a new world over the hills

Feel the sound, the songs coming over the hills
I’ve found the new music over the hills
Around the air’s full of beauty and light
The ground is moving there over the hills

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Special You

I start to see you everywhere
Then you freeze me with a stare
I try to find out who you are And all you say is blah blah blah

Darling get out of my dreams
Darling you know what I mean

The people that you know
The places that you go
The things you think about
The stars above your house
I never thought I’d find the special you

I fill the air with drunken words
Or sit beside you in a church
Stumble through the village streets
I want to be here every week

Darling you already know
Darling I’m sure that it shows

The things I never knew
The other side of you
You opened up my eyes
I never realised
The pleasure when we meet
The bottom of your street
I’m glad that I could find the special you

You’re the vision in my eyes
Sacred mother, sacred child
You’re the sound I want to hear
Getting closer, getting clear
I’ll tell you something you don’t know
A secret that I’ve never told
You speak to me in foreign words
In beauty that I’ve never heard

I’m happy when you’re near
I wish that you were here
I mean it when I say
You take my breath away
You’re quieter than the breeze
You’re wilder than the sea
I’ll tell you how I feel
I promise this is real
I’m glad I got to know the special you

Whatever people say
They can’t take this away
You’re filling up my time
You’re always on my mind
Seeing something grow
Somehow I just know
I’m giving this to you
The best that I can do
I’m glad that I could find the special you
I never want to lose the special you
There’ll never be another special you
There’s just the one and only special you
Beautiful you, beautiful you

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

No Regrets

No, no regrets
For what has happened
And hasn’t yet
No, no regrets, no regrets, no regrets

In some alternate life
I could have been a national hero
Don’t quite get it right
And now I’m turning into some local weirdo
Might have hit the heights
Instead of only hitting the streets of nowhere

No, no regrets
For all the passion
I ever felt
No, no regrets, no regrets, no regrets

Take some good idea
It turns into another disaster
Make it through the years
And stagger to whatever may follow after
Slipped right through my hands
And time and money slipping away like water
Saw it there and blew it all away
Meant to save it for another day

No, no regrets
What looked like failure
Was my success
No, no regrets, no regrets, no regrets

Some time before I die
I want to know if you could have loved me
You know I had to try
Or never be forgiven for doing nothing
Say you understand
Or even better promise me you’ll remember
You stripped me down and walked all over me
Turned me round and got inside of me

No, no regrets
For always trying
I did my best
No, no regrets, no regrets, no regrets
No regrets, no regrets, no regrets, no regrets
No regrets

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

The Avenues

Keep moving on now, don’t look back
Open road you’re staring at

Gone away, cut off my past
(I knew you, I knew you)
Made it big, I’m home at last
(No-one remembers you now)

One thing I have still to do
Is make an ancient dream come true
And live my perfect life with you
In a big house in the avenues

And I will drive with you
Down the avenues
And I will drive with you
Down the avenues
The avenues of spring
The avenues of summer
The avenues of home
The avenues of time

Never ends, a single track
Straight ahead and no way back
On and on till out of sight
Midnight sun, no day or night
Nothing show and nothing give
(Hide away, hide away)
Live to work or work to live
(Lie awake, lie awake)
One way in and one way out
(Cry for me, cry for me)
All that’s left to dream about
(Silently, silently)

One thing I have still to do
I’m coming back to be with you
One thing I can still believe
Say you want the same as me
Only thing I need to do
I want to see the avenues

Driven on, unsatisfied
(Harder now, harder now)
Biggest fear, run out of time
(Faster now, faster now)
I listened once, I listened twice
(Come to me, come to me)
Gave it up, and got a life
(Out of here, out of here now)

One thing I must still achieve
Fulfil a lifelong fantasy
To know you want to be with me
By the fountains under almond trees

And I will drive with you
Down the avenues
And I will drive with you
Down the avenues
And I will fly with you
Down the avenues
The avenues of spring
The avenues of summer
The avenues of night
The avenues of morning
The avenues of time

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

So You Say

I see you standing in the rain
And now I’m waiting there again
I think it’s love
“Well so does everybody else”
Or so you say

It doesn’t have to be this way
Don’t want to play your silly games
“You wouldn’t want me if I couldn’t still be free”
Or so you say

Blinded by your beauty
The kind of things you’re doing to me
Dazzled by the sunlight
Frightened that I’ll give myself away
Or so you say, or so you say, or so you say

Blinded by your beauty
Frightened by your naked cruelty
Flattered that you choose me
Staggered by the ways you use me
The more I think about you
The less I want to be around you
The more I thought I knew you
The less I ever mattered to you
I can’t believe the things I’m hearing myself say
You only wanted me to fill some empty days
I never dreamed that I could still feel jealousy
You never meant to let me think you wanted me

It only seems like yesterday
I know the memories will fade
“Whatever happened would have happened anyway”
Or so you say

Blinded by your beauty
The kind of things you’re doing to me
Dazzled by the sunlight
Your shadow’s where I’m feeling alright

You really are amazing
I can’t explain how I’m behaving
End of situation
One more night and you’ll be on your way
Or so you say, or so you say
Or so you say, or so you say

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Village In My Mind

Reaching back to find
The summers left behind
The village in my mind was always here

The railway tracks have gone
The churchyard’s overgrown
The school was closed in 1917
Forever stays the way it’s always been

Lying on the riverbank to feel the sun
Walk along the village green to see your chosen one
The mornings drifting on
The afternoons so long, so long, so long, so long

Their voices everywhere
The Sunday evening prayers
Fade into the air and disappear
And echo down the ninety missing years

The midday sun at harvest time still burns the fields
Running down the shaded lanes beside the turning wheels
The golden wives and men
Will never come again, again, again, again

Faded like the photographs from years of sun
The choir has gone, the boys and girls
Sing on and on and on and on

The poppies once a year
And carved in stone still clear
The names of fifty heroes in the square
Remembered through the breezes in the air
And I know I’ll never find it anywhere
The village in my mind was never there

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Schooldays

I think about you now and then
I don’t suppose you keep in touch with anyone
You must remember me from way back when I
Crowned myself the king of cool
Making waves and breaking all the rules

We said we’d never make a plan
And after twenty years just listen to yourself
The very best days of your life have vanished
Disappeared into the air
Traded for domestic bliss somewhere

Checking for reality
Fading in my memory
I just about remember you
The crazy things we used to do

Got all the pictures on the wall
And often try remembering your names
Most of you I’ve never seen again

All things bright and beautiful
And all teachers great and small
Twenty-four in ’68
Who did we appreciate? Not you

All the teenage loves and hates and
All the kids humiliated
All the weddings and divorces
Anniversaries and birthdays
All of those who never liked me
All the ones I fell in love with
Jennifer and Alison
Just tell me where you’ve gone
Yeah yeah yeah

You really played the part so well
I loved your workers revolutionary phase
And when your friends are reunited tell them
I went one way by myself
You went yours with everybody else

Walk ahead and don’t look back
I’ll see you by the railway track
And half past eight is when we’ll meet
Beneath the clock in Eastgate Street

Schooldays have gone so fast
Seemed just like an everlasting
Blue haze and then it’s gone
The memories live on and on and on

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

It Passed My By

I never saw the crowd
Until it passed me by
Never laughed aloud
And never dared to cry
Never made a sound
And couldn’t hear the noise

I never felt the sun
Until it passed me by
Never climbed the hills
And never touched the sky
Sheltered from the rain
And shaded from the heat
I never felt the sun
Until it passed me by

I never saw the time
Until it passed me by Knew that it had gone
And often wondered why
The ticking of a watch
The houses full of clocks
I never saw the time
Until it passed me by

I never saw the chance
Until it passed me by
Might have changed the world
And never dreamed to try
Maybe I’d have failed
And now I’ll never know
I never saw the chance
Until it passed me by

I never heard your voice
Until it passed me by
I never felt your love
Until you let it die
The things I hoped you’d say
And wish I hadn’t said
I never heard your voice
Until it passed me by

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

And Start Again

The light in your eyes
Has faded out to grey
At night there you hide
The times you feel this way
The fight is too hard
Is all I hear you say
You try harder

If only we knew
What everybody sees
Just don’t let them prove
What all of them believe
The answer you need
The words to set you free
Are inside you
Bring them back again now
Sing them round again now
Bring them back again

And when you’re down
And on the ground
Just look around
And start again
When there are doubts
With no way out
Just hang about
And start again

And in the end
The pain will mend
You’ve got a friend
So start again
Don’t let it drop
Don’t ever stop
Just pick it up
And start again

So cry all your tears
And give yourself some peace
Don’t fight with your fears
Just leave what you don’t need
Tonight you’re still here
And every day will be
You’re still trying
Keep on trying
Keep on trying
Don’t stop trying

And when you’re down
And on the ground
Just look around
And start again
When there are doubts
With no way out
Just hang about
And start again

And in the end
The pain will mend
You’ve got a friend
So start again
Don’t let it drop
Don’t ever stop
Just pick it up
And start again

Stop looking down
Start looking round
And join the crowd
And start again
Don’t think about
Those ancient doubts
Just shout it out
And start again

Don’t let it show
Just let it go
Do what you know
And start again
When nothing helps
There’s no-one else
Just be yourself
And start again

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd