A distant bell that won't stop ringingnnthe long night won't defeat my soulnnevery day i hear sweet hearts singingnnhold on till i reach that goalnnnnare the percepts by which i standnnset in stone, solid rock, or just sand?nnnnthere is more to learn than i aim fornnso much under the sun i should play fornnbefore i'm taken innnbefore they take me innnnntime stops when you find that feelingnnyou're right back where it once begunnnnnwatching the distances disappearingnnice blocks in the midday sunnnneed a new linenna different plannngot the whole of the day in my handsnnnnthere is more to learn than i aim fornnso much under the sun i should play fornnthere is more to learn than i've aimed fornnso much under the sun i should claim fornnbefore i'm taken innnbefore they take me innnbefore i'm taken innnbefore you take me in