Keep telling myself, Day after day I go on and on, So I appeal to the god above, A million men go marching on, They look at the moon but I look at the sun, Because I believe in something else, Helping me through when my soul is spent, Spent. It's something that's in me, Something that drives me on, When I wanna give up, I just keep repeating, The world is so wonderful, I tell myself. I keep telling myself, Day after day I go on and on, So I appeal to the god above, A million men go marching on, They look at the moon but I look at the sun, Because I believe in something else, Helping me through when my soul is spent, Spent, My soul is spent. Keep telling myself. Keep telling myself. I keep telling myself. That everything's alright, Everything's alright I keep telling myself, There must he a reason, There's got to he something else, 'cos of what's gone on. I keep telling myself, Day after day I go on and on, So I appeal to the god above, A million men go marching on, They look at the moon but I look at the sun, Because I believe in something else, Helping me through when my soul is spent, Spent, My soul is spent. My soul is spent. My soul is spent.
Keep telling myself, Day after day I go on and on, So I appeal to the god above, A million men go marching on, They look at the moon but I look at the sun, Because I believe in something else, Helping me through when my soul is spent, Spent. It's something that's in me, Something that drives me on, When I wanna give up, I just keep repeating, The world is so wonderful, I tell myself. I keep telling myself, Day after day I go on and on, So I appeal to the god above, A million men go marching on, They look at the moon but I look at the sun, Because I believe in something else, Helping me through when my soul is spent, Spent, My soul is spent. Keep telling myself. Keep telling myself. I keep telling myself. That everything's alright, Everything's alright I keep telling myself, There must he a reason, There's got to he something else, 'cos of what's gone on. I keep telling myself, Day after day I go on and on, So I appeal to the god above, A million men go marching on, They look at the moon but I look at the sun, Because I believe in something else, Helping me through when my soul is spent, Spent, My soul is spent. My soul is spent. My soul is spent.
