Lyrics
Autumn leaves are turning, all the fields are burning. The seasons come and they go. Times change, lives so arranged, like another T.V. show. Day after day, we toil and we play, living life so carefree. But still we go on, hoping someone will give us a new tomorrow. Look to the sky on that great and glorious day. It won't be superman, who comes to save the day. We will all be changed, in the twinkling of an eye. It will all be over, when He splits the eastern sky. Times are at hand, for all who will stand. The end draws so near. So do it today, fall down and pray. One day His glory we'll see. Look to the sky, on that great and glorious day. It won't be superman who comes to save the day. We will all be changed, in the twinkling of an eye, it will all be over, when He splits the eastern sky.
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