I marvel as I sip upon my sweet tea
I’m popeyed at the sweetness of my sweet peas
The blooming of my trees
Why does the sun shine down on me?

I’m grateful for the greatness of your soft hands
And thankful for the cleanness of my pressed pants
You part the clouds still I don’t see
Why does the sun shine down on me?

Sometimes I hear, sometimes I listen
Most of the time I’m stubborn and indifferent
Often I’m sad, knowing what I’m missing
And all the time I’m wishing things were all so different

Thinking of asking that the end don’t come too soon ‘cuz
I’ve got a friend or two
Could use a friend like You ‘cuz
It’s getting cold and now I see
Just why the sun shines down on me

Upon my friends, down on my daughter
A beam of light to walk upon Your water
Shine on and bless my mother and my father
Praying for me when I could not be bothered

If my house goes up in flames give it a dowse, please
But never let the flame You lit inside my heart cease
I cannot live without the heat
From Your sun shining down on me

(Mike Roe) Originally Recorded by Michael Roe for the 2002 album, "Say Your Prayers."