Just why the old star, the good earth
Must forever revolve through heaven's blue
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
Why does the old man in his garden
Talk to the flowers as to his wife?
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
When we talk about love why do we pretend
There's only love between a man and a woman?
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
Why people can never live together in peace
Without walls, borders, barbed wire
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
Why does killing differ from killing (??)
One makes a show of it when in uniform
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
Every day all of us are in search of the truth
Will we be old and gray when finding it?
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly
Yes, that will always be a secret
Nobody knows it quite correctly