As the name (might) suggest, this is a sort of retro, light, jazzy number. Hope you like it.

HEY, MR SUN

Hey, Mr Sun, stop smiling down on me
I want to make the most of the tragedy of him leaving me
I need to stand in the mist and rain and savour all that pain

Of deception
Of rejection
Of dejection
Of missing him

And your sunshine’s getting in my way

Hey, Mr Sun, please get lost
Only gales and gloomy clouds can really match my mood
And seaside towns in winter where I can just sit and brood

On heartbreak
On heartache
On what a snake he was after all

And your sunshine’s getting in my way

You, you, you might think this new love is the one for you
Soon you realise it’s more a case of ‘he’ll do’
Turns out you’re not exactly charming the guy
In spite of all your concessions and mid-brown hair dye

Hey, Mr Sun, wish you’d take a hike
While I wait for my homicidal hostility to pass
And watch my heart sink to the bottom of my glass
So just stop smiling at me
‘Cos your sunshine’s getting in my way

Take a hike
Please get lost
Hey, Mr Sun, you’re really getting in my way