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