John Farnham
Till Time Brings Change
Like wind blown grass
In fields of time
My love for you
It turns my life around
Through clouds of circumstance
Like morning mist
That dims the trees
I here your voice
Withou-out a sound
And so we share
Ou-our common bond
And face the turmoils that surround
Till time brings change
Till time brings change
Like August winds
That send the rain
Your love for me
It fills my empty cup
Sometimes a man
Might want to die
And giving in
And giving up
Might fi-ind his life
And so although
It might not show-ow-ow-ow
You turn my pain to joy
Till time brings change...
Till time brings change
And so although
It might not show-ow-ow-ow
You turn my pain to joy
Till time brings change...
Till time brings change...
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