What does a man gain from all his toil?
Work never ending under the sun?
A generation comes, a generation goes,
As the world keeps on spinning around
My Empty Life
My hallow dreams
They lead me back to you
Vanity
Living without my savior
Vanity
Life without his love
What can I do that will remain?
I’ll do something new, but it’s all been done
I’ll strive for something good, but good quickly fades
As the world keeps on spinning around
