The sun flies high, in the sky
Higher! Higher! Where birds don't fly

The Sun flies higher than the moon
that glimmers like a silver spoon

At nights it goes down , but fear not, for it comes again
shining like the true jewel of heaven

The sun swims high in the big, blue pool
somewhere where there is no school

The sun glides so far, it looks tiny,
but yet, oh! So shiny!

The sun walks higher, faaaarr above.
Higher than any eagle or dove

The sun digs so high, it can't fall into a hole
higher! Higher! Than the school's flag pole

Some days it looks dimmer and dimmer,
but can and will always shimmer.

Who put it that high? Why, God of course!
He put it somewhere where it never goes off course.

It flies and it fuel is never done
You there! Be like the Sun!