Rounds کے بول

Learning for the first time When it might be the last How'd I come to be so slow To put things in the past I guess we all, just find our way But some over the peace Some would say, experience Can never be replaced It seems to me that as the years go by More questions than the answers come to mind And so it is that as the years go by More questions than the answers tell me why It seems to me that as the years go by More questions than the answers come to mind And so it is that as the years go by More questions than the answers tell me why Ever going, round and round The circle game we're in The more I know, the less I know I end where I begin It seems to me that as the years go by More questions than the answers come to mind And so it is that as the years go by More questions than the answers tell me why