People have the right to fly ||
And will when it gets compromised ||
Their hearts say "Move along" ||
Their minds say "Gotcha heart" ||
Let's move it along ||
Let's move it along ||
And airports ||
See it all the time ||
Where someone's last goodbye ||
Blends in with someone's sigh ||
Cause someone's coming home ||
In hand a single rose ||
And that's the way this wheel keeps working now ||
That's the way this wheel keeps working now ||
And I won't be the last ||
No I won't be the last, ||
To love her ||
And you can't build a house of leaves ||
And live like it's an evergreen ||
It's just a season thing ||
It's just this thing that seasons do ||
And that's the way this wheel keeps working now ||
That's the way this wheel keeps working now ||
And you won't be the first ||
No you won't be the first ||
To love me ||
You can find me, if you ever want again ||
I'll be around the bend ||
I'll be around the bend ||
I'll be around, ||
I'll be around ||
And if you never stop when you wave goodbye ||
You just might find if you give it time ||
You will wave hello again ||
You just might wave hello again ||
And that's the way this wheel keeps working now ||
That's the way this wheel keeps working now ||
You can't love too much, one part of it ||
I believe that my life's gonna see ||
The love I give ||
Return to me ||
I believe that my life's gonna see ||
The love I give ||
Return to me ||
I believe that my life's gonna see ||
The love I give ||
Return to me ||
Thou shalt
remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty"---that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
You
still the hunger of those you cherish;
their sons have plenty,
and they store up wealth for their children.
And I—in righteousness I will see your face;
when I awake, I will be satisfied with seeing your likeness. Psalm
17:14-15
