There you are making your mark Bringing something beautiful into the world There you are bruised in the heart Still I see you turning, turning back to the field Can you climb up the mountain with your hands open wide? A heart that burns like yours does could pull rain down from the sky There you are making your mark Bringing something beautiful into the world There you are bruised in the heart Still I see you turning, turning back to the field Can you climb up the mountain with your face up to the sky? When the stillness comes over let it open you up wide There you are making your mark Bringing something beautiful into the world There you are bruised in the heart Still I see you turning, turning Still I see you turning, turning Still I see you turning, turning Still I see you turning, turning Still I see you turning, turning back to the field