Feel the fan ease the heat
Stare into it's whirring beat
Round and round me down to sleep
Drifting off this came to me...
When you cry my wounded one
There's a rain pouring down
Soaking deep a barren field
Springing life from the ground
There is more within the turning of our deeds
Like a wheel going faster than we see
When you sigh my lonesome one
A second wind is kicking in
Sweeping across the tides
Pushing sails to a coast again
There is more within the turning of our deeds
Like a wheel going faster than we see
Turning wheel turn, turn
Turning wheel turn, turn
A great divide is weaving through
All our stories told in two
Listen as we brave the edge
Where truth and myth share a common thread
When you smile my joyful one
Another sun in another sky
Shedding light on things to come
Lifting up all it finds
There is more within the turning of our deeds
Like a wheel going faster than we see
There is more within the turning of our deeds
Like a wheel going faster than we see
Turning wheel turn, turn
Turning wheel turn, turn
Turning wheel turn, turn
Turning wheel turn, turn
Feel the fan ease the heat
Stare into it's whirring beat
Round and round me down to sleep
Drifting off this came to me...