Into the mists of time and space Where we have no say over date and place Don't get embarrassed if it happens a lot, That you don't know how you started or where you're gonna stop And if at times it seems insane - all the tears in searching; Turning all your joy to pain - in pursuit of learning; Buy a dream and hideaway - can't escape the sorrow; Your mojo will have no effect - as we head into tomorrow
Round and round like a twisted wheel Spinning in attempt to find the feel Find the path that will help us find A feeling of control over lives and minds
And if at times it seems insane - all the tears in searching; Turning all your joy to pain - in pursuit of learning; Buy a dream and hideaway - can't escape the sorrow; Your mojo will have no effect - as we head
Into the stars and always up Drinking from a broken cup Whose golden gleam is fading fast Praying that it has not passed
Compositor: Paul John Weller (PRS)Editor: Stylist Music LtdPublicado em 1994ECAD verificado obra #3634219 e fonograma #1962055 em 07/Abr/2024