Take a look, what do you see Image in the mirror Yesterday is yesteryear You'll meet your maker I know that time grows old Can't stop the seasons Shifting sands slip through your hands Time is gone before it's begun...
Die A little more A little more for every day
Lord why Oh tell me why Do the seasons slowly grey ?
Days of blue just turn to grey The picture slowly aging Nothing left of the memory Death will not forsake them God-fearing people say They are not afraid of dying So why do they turn to faith When faith has no meaning in life ?
Time worn Worn time Say good-bye to yesterday After life Life after It's all the same
The golden years bring out the pain Death rolls in like the seasons change You've lost all hope but still you pray....
Aging eyes that fail to see The mirror has been shattered Death's knocking on their door A vision filled with laughter I know that time grows old Can't stop the seasons And as the end draws near The story's over before it's begun
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