Show me the world in the shape of your looking glass
Beautifully bold when the colors unfold
Yes it's easy to see but its harder to find
And I'm thinking of you and it's clear in my mind

So I turn, turn, turn, I turn back around
I turn, turn, turn, I turn back around
And I'm eastern bound

Almost let slip all these words at my finger tips
Still unaware of the pen in my hand
But I'm makin my way day by day comin back to you
Here unafraid of the path that I choose

So I turn, turn, turn, I turn back around
I Turn, turn, turn, I turn back around
And I'm eastern bound






by Marcos Jaques