I don't know about my dreams I don't know about my dreaming anymore All that I know is that I'm falling, falling, falling, falling Might as well fall I don't know about my love I don't know about my loving anymore All that I know is that it's turning, turning, turning, turning Might as well turn Where to turn When the joys of all creation being to burn Where to turn With the the truth before my eyes 'Though it's hard to realise Just watch it down It's hard to find Or is it only In my mind Where to turn When the joys of all creation being to burn Where to turn With the the truth before my eyes 'Though it's hard to realise Just watch it down It's hard to find Or is it only In my mind I don't know about my heart I don't know about it aching anymore All that I know is that it's beating, beating, beating, beating And the beat goes on And the beat goes on And the beat goes on