Here comes the sun does make me wanta hug the world and laugh.
But I useta think George H. was singing about coming out o' troubles in a relationship and now things was better and he and she was happy.
Still, I useta be puzzled. Instinct did tell me that I was wrong.
Recently, I understand the song. I read that he been walking in a garden one gloomy day and suddenly, the sun stream out like melody. Then it click to me, oh-ho, yes, over there, rain fall all the time, people say, and they don't have sunshine the whole year round like how we do.
Nowadays, Rain here been behaving wutliss, throwing tantrum, making everybody glum. She would fight she husband, Sun, and win.
Sometimes though, Sun would ketch a li'l break and shine with all he glory!
And that beautiful song would pour through every part o' me.