which way to turn as we get older
The days were once warm but now there much colder
The weight of the world is on one's shoulder's
We come to this world in innocent love
Many is blind to what is above
It's right in front of you, but you can't see
Do you believe in the air we breathe?
The way it is to conceive may not come from what we believe
If you can understand what's next to come
then you will truly know where we come from.