As time begins to burn itself upon me And the days are growing very short People try their hardest to reject me But in a way, their conscience won't be caught
Something's happening to me day by day My pebble on the beach is getting washed away I've given everything that was mine to give And now I'll turn around and find that there's no time to live
So often I have seen that big wheel of fortune Spinning for the man who holds the ace There's many who would change their places for him But none of them have ever seen his lonely face
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