Bells High on a hill History chimes And you want a new beginning Tell me In biro or quill Your purpose and mine Prove that our world is spinning So Here goes Nothing better And Here's to Something else
Until tomorrow But that's another time It's just another time It's just some other troubled time
The seed Grew up a boy Turned to a man Is this the world you wanted? It seems Under the soil Over the sand Not quite the seed I planted I've seen you And now I know better I've been you Now I'm Someone else
Until tomorrow But that's another time It's just another time It's just some other troubled time