You sit there and you watch it go.
When young . It seemed to go to slow .
A lot of it was spent on play .
The darkness came and took the day .
To lay at night and watch the stars .
And hear the sound of distant cars .
A kiss frrom mom. A hug from dad .
To close my eye\'s it made me sad .
I\'m older now . I understand .
You can\'t win this race . It\'s out of hand .
No holding back . No slowing down .
It just speeds up by leaps and bounds .
You can\'t see it as it passes by.
I don\'t care how hard you try .
It catches up . It\'s alway\'s there .
Right on your heels . Theres none to share .
These hands you watch are never stopping .
Seconds, minutes . Hours dropping .
You can lose it . You can find it .
You can never get enough of it.
All because of time.