Chris De Burgh - Turn, Turn, Turn lyrics

To everything, turn, turn, turn There is a season, turn, turn, turn And a time to every purpose under heaven; A time to be born, a time to die A time to plant, a time to reap A time to k**, a time to heal A time to laugh, a time to weep; To everything, turn, turn, turn There is a season, turn, turn, turn And a time to every purpose under heaven; A time to build up, a time to break down A time to dance, a time to mourn A time to cast away stones A time to gather stones together; To everything, turn, turn, turn There is a season, turn, turn, turn And a time to every purpose under heaven; A time of love, a time of hate A time of war, a time of peace A time that you may embrace A time to refrain from embracing; To everything, turn, turn, turn There is a season, turn, turn, turn And a time to every purpose under heaven; A time to gain, a time to lose A time to rend, a time to sow A time for love, a time for hate A time for peace, I swear it's not too late; It's not too late; turn, turn, turn; it's not too late It's not too late; turn, turn, turn; it's not too late