Written by Hal David and Burt Bacharach
The windows of the world are covered with rain
Where is the sunshine we once knew?
Everybody 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?
Everybody 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?
Everybody knows
When men can not be friends
Their quarrel often ends
And 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
Everybody knows
Whenever rain appears
It’s really angel tears
How long must they cry?
Let the sun shine through