I choose my eyes wide open and my heart half broken every time
Over a gilded golden shackled reassuring sentimental lie
I've seen the rolling meadows and the cruelest ghettos in this town
I know the baker and the undertaker and the girl with stars on her gown

But the song that sounds the best to me is the chorus of the maple leaves
And the river bends into the sea its course is fixed and so are we

But I got sunshine, sunshine all over me
Brown eyes, blue skies are all I see

I do not care to offer any commentary on the world
I only sing for the pleasure and for a certain sentimental girl
And I did not come to establish any new world somewhere up in the clouds
I just want to make love in the morning work till evening and then watch the sun go down

Over this aimless and upward climb
The hidden hand guides the searching vine
And the river bends into the sea its course is fixed and so are we

But I got sunshine, sunshine all over me
Brown eyes, blue skies are all I see

And strangest fruit grows from the ledge
Oh my friends, my friends go near to the edge

But I got sunshine, sunshine all over me
Brown eyes, blue skies are all I see