Now it’s here and it’s warm and bright,
I can’t sleep, I worry through the night.
When I see you up, the curtains hide,
In the morning, I’ll detest the sky.

Makes me feel like I’ve just been born,
But I’m braced for feeling old and worn.
I can’t feel where it used to drill my head,
But the drilling will return I dread.

I’m so sick of the sunshine baby,
‘Cause it burns my skin.
I’m so sick of the sunshine,
Tell me when the storm comes in.

Curse the days when a smile insists,
‘Cause I care to know what I soon missed.
In the rain, I knew where I stood,
‘Cause a wet man knows he’s owed some good.

I’m so sick of the sunshine baby,
‘Cause it burns my skin.
I’m so sick of the sunshine,
Tell me when the storm comes in.

Everyone feels like family,
Pretty soon they’ll just be folks I see.
Don’t know why when the suns on tour,
It’ll make bad weather hurt much more.

I’m so sick of the sunshine baby,
‘Cause it burns my skin.
I’m so sick of the sunshine,
Tell me when the storm comes in.

Better off just staying stuck
When things are always looking up.
Hate to see what a life could be
Unless it stays put in one place.

Steeper hills will see much worse
If you’ve been walking downhill first.
When the sun illuminates
You’ll find me in the darkest place.

I’m so sick of the sunshine baby,
‘Cause it burns my skin.
I’m so sick of the sunshine,
Tell me when the storm comes in.

I’m so sick of the sunshine baby,
‘Cause it burns my skin.
I’m so sick of the sunshine,
Tell me when the storm comes in.

I’m so sick of the sunshine baby,
‘Cause it burns my skin.
I’m so sick of the sunshine,
Tell me when the storm comes in.