It takes all the things within you,
It takes you heart and it takes mine,
It takes love to be forgiven,
Living in these troubled times.

When it rains on the rain,
And it snows in the spring,
You're reminded again,
It's just the march of the dying,
Living in these troubled times.

Brings you down to buy a paper,
If you read between the lines,
No one seems to have the answer,
Living in these troubled times.

Still you try and you try,
And you do what you must do,
It's the march of the dying,
Living in these troubled times.

And loving in these troubled times.

Still you try and you try,
And you do what you must do,
It's the march of the dying,
Living in these troubled times,
And loving in these troubled times.

It takes a man, it takes a woman.
It takes your heart and it takes mine,
It takes love to be forgiven,
Living in these troubled times.

It takes love to be forgiven,
For living in these troubled times.