Its coming round again The slowly creeping hand Of time and its command Soon enough it comes And settles in its place Its shadow in my face Puts pressure in my day
This life well its slipping right through my hands These days turned out nothing like I had planned
Its coming round again The slowly creeping hand Of time and its demands It settles in its place Its shadow in my face Undignified and lame
This life well its slipping right through my hands These days turned out nothing like I had planned Control well its slipping right through my hands These days turned out nothing like I had planned
Soon enough it comes Soon enough it comes To tie us down