The World Keeps Turning

Lyrics

[Verse] Wind blows, my hat topples to the ground I compose what my mind has found Light spills through the crack in my curtain My room fills with morning, my day, all uncertain I rise as the feeling of my dreams upsides my eyes, blinking blinking as I step outside Wind blows wildly and free, I suppose all I need are my thoughts and me Wind blows, my hat topples to the ground I suppose that my eyes are round They roll as a small smile creeps onto my face The sun takes its toll on the people in this place Pavement where the grass once used to be, the cement is hard Bеneath my feet, wind blows my hat falls to the ground, I suppose Thе world keeps turning 'round Alone on a hill, goosepimpled skin, sitting still But it's my mind that's wandering Shadows stretching across the park to become one in my eye and etching of the setting of the sun Wind blows, my hat falls to the ground, I suppose the world keeps turning 'round Wind blows, my hat topples to the ground I compose what my mind has found Light spills through the crack in my curtain My room fills with morning, my day, all uncertain