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I’m looking down from heaven,
And I can see all you do.
Don’t be confused by power,
Or all the hell it puts you through.
What makes the world go round’ and round’?
What keeps our feet right on the ground?
What makes the world go round’?
Love is what it is and what it was.
And nobody cares about the ocean.
Nobody cares about our hurt.
No one remembers the people.
I see al these babies dying before birth.
What makes the world go round’ and round’?
What keeps our feet right on the ground?
What makes the world go round’?
Love is what it is and what it was.
I see all these people dying.
And no one even cares about them.
What would happen if it were you,
And no one even broke there heart.
What makes the world go round’ and round’?
What keeps our feet right on the ground?
What makes the world go round’?
Love is what it is and what it was. |
