the tables all turn and the children they learn that the lessons repeat themselves the winners become losers beggars become choosers round and round and round we go so if I made a world where we’re free would we grow so quick to think there’s more that we need? if you throw in the mix God’s trick that we are sick and commanded to be well still out of the blue came me and you and I hope that will see you through your days I will see you again my girl not in a kingdom or a cavern right where we left it this love we made all I can hope for you wherever you find your better days