Omnia
Omnia - Wheel Of Time lyrics
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Where’s my pretty face And where’s my holy place, And all have flowed away like water Where’s the summer sun And where have all the good times gone All have flowed away in time... These hands were taught to work the land But fertile fields have turned to sand, A barren waste of modern madness. Life is like a music hall But you don’t get a curtain call The trees of youth have come to fall, asunder And the wheel of time rolls on... (And the wheel of time rolls on...) And the wheel of time rolls on... (And the wheel of time rolls on...) Where’s my pretty face And where’s my holy place, And all have flowed away like water Where’s the summer sun And where have all the good times gone All have flowed away in time... An empty space left in my bed, That’s where you used to lay your head But no ‘good night love’ sweetly said, without you I take my looking glass to see, But wrinkled eyes look back at me. I feel the need to let it be, Forgotten ... And the wheel of time rolls on... (And the wheel of time rolls on...) And the wheel of time rolls on... (And the wheel of time rolls on...) And the wheel of time rolls on... (And the wheel of time rolls on...) And the wheel of time rolls on... (And the wheel of time rolls on...) And the wheel of time rolls on... (And the wheel of time rolls on...) And the wheel of time rolls on... (And the wheel of time rolls on...) Where’s my pretty face And where’s my holy place, And all have flowed away like water Where’s the summer sun And where have all the good times gone All have flowed away in time...
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Author: Jennifer Evans van der Harten, Steve Evans-van der Harten
Composer: Jennifer Evans van der Harten, Steve Evans-van der Harten
Publisher: Pagan Scum Records
Last updated by Anonymous at Saturday 16th of April 2011 17:11