the tables all turn
and the children they learn
that the lessons repeat themselves
the winners become losers
beggars become choosers
round and round and round we go
so if I made a world where we’re free
would we grow so quick to think there’s
more that we need?
if you throw in the mix
God’s trick that we are sick
and commanded to be well
still out of the blue
came me and you and
I hope that will see you through your days
I will see you again my girl
not in a kingdom or a cavern
right where we left it
this love we made
all I can hope for you wherever
you find your better days