When you're down and low
Try looking at the sun
Keep your head high and everything is alright
When you're lost and confused
You might be able to
Find the answers that you want above the clouds

When you're sad and blue
Look into the blue sky
And your blueness might be soaked into the sky
When you feel like nobody
Just look at the stars
And remember they are twinkling for you

In your eyes I see a pond of trouble
You've been hiding from us all the time
But you can't keep it all in forever
Can't you see we're all right here for you?

Now let me tell you one thing
We're all right here for you and only you
We will always sing for you
So why not sing along with us?

Let go of all your troubles
Be free of your mind and let it go
It's funny how things turn around
Just by singing out loud

Because the fire is right there in your voice
Listen to it, oh listen to it...
The vision of your own dreams
You might see it through
It's in your voice...

Let go of all your troubles
Be free of your mind and let it go
It's funny how things turn around
Just by singing out loud

Let go of all your troubles
There ain't nothin' like singing out loud like this
Oh, it's funny how things turn around
When we're all singing as one, as one

Let go of all your troubles
Be free of your mind and let it go
And we will sing for you, my friend
If you keep on listening 'til the end

La la la lala lalaa
There ain't nothin' like singing out loud like this
La la la lala lalaa
So why not sing along with us?

La la la lala lalaa...

Sleeping Sun - Nightwish wrote:
The sun is sleeping quietly
Once upon a century
Wistful oceans calm and red
Ardent caresses laid to rest

For my dreams I hold my life
For wishes I behold my night
The truth at the end of time
Losing faith makes a crime

I wish for this night-time
to last for a lifetime
The darkness around me
Shores of a solar sea
Oh how I wish to go down with the sun
Sleeping
Weeping
With you

Sorrow has a human heart
From my god it will depart
I'd sail before a thousand moons
Never finding where to go

Two hundred twenty-two days of light
Will be desired by a night
A moment for the poet's play
Until there's nothing left to say

I wish for this night-time...

I wish for this night-time...