Lyrics

The world is turning, the clock is running,
with everything perfect under the sky.
The light from heaven, upon you shinning,
it’s never seemed like a better time.

Chorus
And all the pain, that you’ve thrown away, has set you free
And you opened your mind
From the inside

The wheels are rolling, the magic is growing,
These are the days of April wine
In the spring of youth, with hands that fashion the truth
Open the doors and leave behind.

Chorus

The amber is climbing, with new wings rising
And you clearly see all of the signs
The circle is forming, by the fireside warming
Gathering steam and building in size

From the inside