| (Smith / Niedzwiedz) | |
| Life Goes On like a carousel, | |
| Life goes on a never-ending tale | |
| Of love reborn, from the cradle warm | |
| A web is spun for every mother's son | |
| Life goes on like a spinning wheel | |
| Life goes on never standing still | |
| The gods decide how blessed am I | |
| The days to come for every mother's son | |
| And these footprints in the sand maybe nothing grand | |
| But if we leave a mark in somebody's heart, what more can I say | |
| Than I was a king for a day | |
| Once the web is spun, for every mother's son | |
| Life goes on like a tapestry | |
| Life goes on each thread a part of me | |
| That master plan of who I am | |
| A day will come for every mother's son | |
| And these footprints in the sand maybe nothing grand | |
| But if we leave a mark in somebody's heart, what more can I say | |
| Than I was a king for a day | |
| Once the web is spun, for every mother's son | |
| A thorn a winter rose, some highs and then some lows | |
| That's the way it's spun, for every mother's son | |
| Every mother's son |
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