Turning Around

From where you sit you cannot see it

No one watches anyway

No one stops to listen for it

Covered by the sounds of day

But we each play our own part in it

Nothing that you need to learn

Every breath from birth to dying

We all help the world to turn

Turning like the water flowing

From the mountains to the sea

A gentle wind that keeps on blowing

Pray that it will always be

Turning around, this old world, turning around

Through the window I can see you

In the garden sewing seeds

Hand and heart with rain and sunshine

Growing what the family needs

Need it like the water flowing

From the mountains to the sea

Keep the roots and branches growing

Pray that they will always be

Turning around, this old world, turning around

All God