wasted time
The years pass by so quickly
The months roll into one
As soon as winter shows its head
We see the rising of summers sun
It's like seasons last a minute
Just a blinking of the eye
Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter
Where have they gone we cry
Our birthdays come too often now
Each passing year won't last
But as a child we wished for
Each year to go by fast
So it's true as we grow older
Time flashes by us all
Until one day we realise
We are hearing heavens call
Time is surely relative
We hate it when we're young
But in our final moments
We see our lives unsung
The months roll into one
As soon as winter shows its head
We see the rising of summers sun
It's like seasons last a minute
Just a blinking of the eye
Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter
Where have they gone we cry
Our birthdays come too often now
Each passing year won't last
But as a child we wished for
Each year to go by fast
So it's true as we grow older
Time flashes by us all
Until one day we realise
We are hearing heavens call
Time is surely relative
We hate it when we're young
But in our final moments
We see our lives unsung