Burt Bacharach
The Windows of the World
The windows of the world are covered with rain
Where is the sunshine we once knew?
Evrybody knows when little children play
They need a sunny day to grow straight and tall
Let the sun shine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
When will those black skies turn to blue?
Evrybody knows when boys grow into men
They start to wonder when their country will call
Let the sun shine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
What is the whole world coming to?
Evrybody knows when men can not be friends
Their quarrel often ends where some have to die
Let the sun shine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
There must be something we can do
Evrybody knows whenever rain appears
Its really angel tears
How long must they cry?
Let the sun shine through