From the recording The Ocean
Lyrics
Time goes by
Wounds get colder
I’m getting older
And so are you
Things that matter
Soon do not
Battles fought
Disappear
17 years from now
I will regret this choice
For now I’m on my knees
Begging you please
Take me home
Friendships had
Lovers lost
We all pay the cost
of time gone by
Beauty fades
Cleverness goes
Time does flow
Eventually
17 years from now
I will regret this choice
For now I’m on my knees
Begging you please
Take me home
Time goes by
for you and me
and I’d rather be
not alone
so what do you say
my old friend
‘bout spending the end
Beside me
17 years from now
I will regret this choice
For now I’m on my knees
Begging you please
Take me home