Time

Early fourties, how you doing And what's the deal How am I supposed to look How am I supposed to feel When time has been telling me Who to love and where to go And time keeps on pushing me Further on, down the road Flipping through some pictures of when I was a kid People I've loved, places I've hid I've moved around, tried to change my name Just one thing, put me in my place When time has been telling me Who to love and where to go And time keeps on pushing me Further on, down the road Time, time, time Time, time, time Fall at once And it is through with me And time will let me be Just the other day I stopped by my stepfather's grave Died at thirty, way too soon, I forgot his face And time keeps on telling me Who to love and where to go And time keeps on pushing me Further on, down the road Time, time, time Time, time, time Time Time