Every Purpose Under the Heaven
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven
This world keeps spinning and there's no time to waste - Well it all keeps spinning, spinning, round and round and upside down
The world is spinning, turning day to night - And my thoughts are running at the speed of light
When I think that I'm moving, suddenly things stand still
The child is grown, the dream is gone
Is the truth really there? Or is it right under our hair? For all we know it's been there all the time
Nothin' comes from talkers but sound - We can talk all we want to, but the world still goes around and round
When you try your best, but you don't succeed - When you get what you want, but not what you need - When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep - Stuck in reverse...
Take me to the place where you go - Where nobody knows if it's night or day