the king will come. Thunder rolls, piper and drum. Evil sons, overrun, Count their sins - judgment comes. The checkerboard of nights and days - Man will
: Sun, when will you come? When will you come? When will you come? Come! Come! Sun, we whistle at the breeze! Sun, we're sicker than we seem! Sun,
come again Someday, someday, someday He's coming back for me Someday our King will come Someday our King will come Someday our King will come
Sun, when will you come? When will you come? When will you come? Come! Come! Sun, we whistle at the breeze! Sun, we're sicker than we seem! Sun, we