The Wheel
People's faces in the air
As I wander about
Something in my soul
That has to find its own way out
This time it's my turn
This time it's my turn
Just before I left
I saw her face was turned away
Caught up in a whirlpool
I will understand one day
This time it's my turn
This time it's my turn
How slow the heart learns
This time it's my turn
In her hand the answer
To the way that I now feel
Nothing left for me to do
But stand before the wheel
Watching it slow down
Watching it slow down
Not long to go now
Watching it slow down
Numbers blurring and the colours
Melting into one
Waking from a spinning dream
I see that that I have won
This time it's my turn
This time it's my turn
How slow the heart learns
This timе it's my turn