Taken away what was big on the day

Friends are away, the hours and all fell away

Kicking about on a piece of ground in your hometown

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Time flying in the sunshine

So long to wonder rain

You were young and life was long

Every time took me today

And then one day you find

Ten years have got behind you

No one told you when to run

You missed the starting gun

You lie down, can't help but somebody's singing

Pacing about, come up behind you again

Sitting still in a room to wait but you are older

Short of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter

Never seem to find the time

Months and even come to naught

A half a penny's worth of mine

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the Scottish way

Time is gone, song is over

Thought of something more to say

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

And when I come home cold and tired

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire

Far away across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spell