World Carries On

There's a place that I go
There's a tree, a swan, and I know
That the darkest surround him
Since they took his wife and children
And my friends were there in the old days
Ah but now they've gone their own ways
And the swan waits for his children
And the world carries on
And the visitors come with their bags
And their colourful rags
And the only thing that will remain is
A big tree and a love swan
When we finally give in hope we meet in heaven
And lazy days, in summer haze
We'd laugh beneath that big tree's gaze
Having made our own new tunes we'd
Climple fridle tidle vroom
He stands watching always
While the swan he thinks of old days
He'll never join a new crowd
'Cause he's loyal and strong and too proud
As he waits there for his children
And the world carries on
And the visitors come with their bags
And their colourful rags
And the only thing that will remain is
A big tree and a love swan
When we finally give in hope we meet in heaven
And lazy days, in summer haze
We'd laugh beneath that big tree's gaze
Having made our own new tunes we'd
Climple fridle tidle vroom
And the world carries on
And the visitors come with their bags
And their colourful rags
And the only thing that will remain is
A big tree and a love swan
When we finally give in hope we meet in heaven