Substitute

You looked so sick on that July day
As if your lilting rays would wither away
When I told you to try just a little harder

So you've circled back and now I see
You seem to be glaring angrily
Big old sun, I think it's time you take a break

You've an obligation to shine on everyone
I've got a woman back home that'll show you how it's done

Now the flowers don't know which way to turn
To hold their own against the frost or the burn
And the birds have all just scattered to the wind

If ever you were to feel your course is done
I've got a woman back home that'll show you how it's done

You better get your act together boy
You're letting us all down
Not everyone is fortunate to have a substitute hanging round

Don't give up the fight
Don't give in to night
I've got a woman back home who'll show you how to do it right



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Russell-lowe
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