Texty: Carole King. Eventually.

Was a time I remember, hope flashed and went dim
When assassins just happened to do the right people in
And love was a slogan coincidently
And they told us they'd work it out eventually

In the swing of changing times, a man cried out for his
And every, every politician said, "He was telling us like it is"
Yes, they walked down the angry streets
To have themselves a look see
And they told us they'd work it out eventually

I see the choking cities, I see them tearing up the earth
I see people feeling that their lives have little worth
And I know that the future depends on you and me
I just hope we can work it out eventually
I just hope we can work it out eventually

Hey maybe someday
Hey maybe someday
Hey hey hey maybe someday eventually