Little Miss Sunshine was hot stuff, The kind of girl when you looked at her you forgot stuff, But for him, there was no forgetting her, The minute he saw her her image burned in his retina, She was out of this world, and she accepted him, Something about this girl meant he knew whenever she was next to him, Things weren’t as dark as they seemed, and he dared to dream,
Domnișoara Rază de Soare era frumoasă, Tipul de fată pe care dac-o priveai, de toate uitai, Dar el pe ea n-o putea uita, Cum a văzut-o imaginea ei pe retină-i ardea, Nu era din lumea asta, și ea l-a acceptat, De câte ori ea era acolo, simțea Că nimic prea sumbru nu era, și îndrăznea să viseze,