Why do some days fly by?
When others want to make you cry?
A day when there\'s company and much to do
The sun is shining and experiences anew,
Opposed to grey skies and time alone
No one knocks the door or gets on the phone.
Funny how life affects the ticking of the clock
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock,
The hands on the clock keep the same beat
Nothing in time changes but the step in our feet,
It\'s minds and hands that make time fly
It\'s minds and hands that make us cry!
We are the magicians of our time and its rate
Make each day count before it\'s too late!