The World Is Turning

Whether it's the blossom of cherry in the youth of spring Whether it's the kill of a calf by the desert's king Whether it's the cry of a babe, or a cry of a mother All will grieve, though the earth won't care Whether you live or die Whether you smile or cry The world is turning Whether it's the blossom of cherry in the youth of spring Whether it's the kill of a calf by the desert's king Whether it's the cry of a babe, or a cry of a mother All will grieve, though the earth won't care Whether you live or die Whether you smile or cry The world is turning Whether it's the blossom of cherry in the youth of spring Whether it's the kill of a calf by the desert's king Whether it's the cry of a babe, or a cry of a mother All will grieve, though the earth won't care Whether you live or die Whether you smile or cry The world is turning Whether it's the blossom of cherry in the youth of spring Whether it's the kill of a calf by the desert's king Whether it's the cry of a babe, or a cry of a mother All will grieve, though the earth won't care Whether you live or die Whether you smile or cry The world is turning