Omnia - Wheel Of Time lyrics

Where's my pretty face? And where's my holy place? All have flowed away like water Where's the summer sun? And where have all the good times gone? All have flowed away in time These hands were taught to work the land But fertile fields have turned to sand A barren waste of modern madness Life is like a music hall But you don't get a curtain call The trees of youth have come to fall… asunder And the wheel of time rolls on… An empty space left in my bed That's where you used to lay your head But no 'good night, love' sweetly said… without you I take my looking gla** to see But wrinkled eyes look back at me I feel the need to let it be… forgotten And the wheel of time rolls on…