The day the world gets 'round To understanding where it is, Using all it's found, To help each other, hand in hand
The day the world gets 'round To understanding where it's gone Losing so much ground Killing each other, hand in hand Such foolishness in man I want no part of their plan - oh no
If you're the destructive kind Now I'm working from day to day As I don't want to be like you I look for the pure of heart And the ones that have made a start,
But lord, there are just a few Who bow before you, In silence they pray,
Oh how they pray for the day the World gets 'round
Using all they've found To help each other, hand in hand
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