Wilson Phillips — Turn Turn Turn To Everything There Is A Season

To everything Turn, turn, turn There is a season Turn, turn, turn And a time for every purpose under Heaven A time to be born, a time to die A time to plant, a time to reap A time to kill, a time to heal A time to laugh, a time to weep To everything Turn, turn, turn There is a season Turn, turn, turn And a time for every purpose under Heaven A time of love, a time of hate A time of war, a time of peace A time you may embrace A time to refrain from embracings To everything Turn, turn, turn There is a season Turn, turn, turn And a time for every purpose under Heaven A time to gain, a time to lose A time to rend, a time to sew A time for love, a time for hate A time for peace, I swear it's not too late To everything Turn, turn, turn There is a season Turn, turn, turn