All around me the world keeps on changing.

Spinning, spinning, round and round, on and on.

Catastrophes and storms keep on raging.

Trees keep on growing, yet you still see the dawn.

It rises everyday, breaking through the clouds.

Going up in the East, down in the West.


The mighty mountaintops that draw the crowds.

They will stand in peace after all the rest.


We are as the moon, changing oinly in sight.

But we're still people, and the moon still the moon.


I'll learn new things and my life will take flight.

My thoughts will change and my opinion too.

But in my heart I'll always be the same.

In there I promise to never lose aim.