Things.
Yusuf Islam
Things always change, oh-oh
Things always moving on their way, whoa-oh
And where they end who can say?
Children always play, oh-oh
Children always growing up to be, whoa-oh
And then they ask who are we?
'Cause it's not for us to judge what we don't see
And it's not for us to say what life will be
Only Gods will is inevitably, oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh
Man always dreams, oh-oh
Man always reaching out to know, whoa-oh
And where it leads, he don't go
'Cause it's not for us to judge what we don't see
And it's not for us to say what life will be
Only Gods will is and always will be, oh-whoa-whoa-whoa
Things always change, oh-oh
Things always moving on their way, whoa-oh
And where they end who can say?