I use to be unkind
And you will understand why
It's nothing i can hide
But something i can't end guy

I put on the blame
As life is being the same
Just a window and a door
I have seen nothing more

Here in this jail i write songs,
Dream of skulls, think of bombs
In this cubby so small
Just my voice i hear at all

I didn't ask for loosing
I've got to stand the pain
So many years still missing
For a full life in vain

All my plains and all my chances
Now are gone i can't go on
In this dirty and tight prison
I waste my time with no reason

Do i have to keep on talking
To myself till i can't go on ?
Or must i wait for every morning,
Look at the window just to see the...

Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine......
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine......
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine......
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine......

All my plains and all my chances
Now are gone i can't go on
In this dirty and tight prison
I waste my time with no reason

Do i have to keep on talking
To myself till i can't go on ?
Or must i wait for every morning,
Look at the window just to see the...

Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine......
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine......
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine......
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine......