[00:00.000] 作词 : Fulton Lee Farrish
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Fulton Lee Farrish
[00:06.622]I’m close enough to my youth, I can still smell the classroom
[00:11.624]Where my kindergarten teacher gave me purple sticks of glue
[00:16.782]I ran across the blacktop till I grew out of my shoes
[00:22.987]Time back then was always on the move
[00:26.992]
[00:28.087]Now I’m good and grown, got two children of my own
[00:32.777]They used the couch cushions to build fortresses of stone
[00:37.669]My daughter turned three, that means two is long gone
[00:44.213]Time I guess is rolling, rolling on
[00:48.845]
[00:49.228]And I can see the hand of Father Time on my old man
[00:53.836]I am not ready for the day that I let go of his hand
[00:58.992]Our relationship is an hourglass that’s losing sand
[01:05.066]But I am such a busy, busy man
[01:08.919]
[01:10.282]Someone help, I’m asleep at the wheel
[01:15.280]And every time I wake up, I’ve lost another year
[01:20.478]How do I forget over and over again
[01:26.209]Time is running, running like the wind
[01:32.367]
[01:33.634]I heard of a man, always thought in advance
[01:38.583]Every day he spent, crafting up tomorrow’s plan
[01:43.490]He made so much money and he shook so many hands
[01:49.659]I don’t know if his life ever began
[01:53.520]
[01:54.675]Well that is a road, I don’t want to travel
[01:58.277]So I tape my eyes open so I can watch my children grow
[02:04.578]Then I go complaining how the day moves so slow
[02:10.816]Will I ever learn, I do not know
[02:14.841]
[02:16.057]Someone help, I’m asleep at the wheel
[02:21.022]And every time I wake up, I’ve lost another year
[02:25.940]How do I forget over and over again
[02:31.740]That every passing day
[02:33.634]Is one that won’t come back my way
[02:36.612]And time is running, running like the wind

作词 : Fulton Lee Farrish
作曲 : Fulton Lee Farrish
I’m close enough to my youth, I can still smell the classroom
Where my kindergarten teacher gave me purple sticks of glue
I ran across the blacktop till I grew out of my shoes
Time back then was always on the move
Now I’m good and grown, got two children of my own
They used the couch cushions to build fortresses of stone
My daughter turned three, that means two is long gone
Time I guess is rolling, rolling on
And I can see the hand of Father Time on my old man
I am not ready for the day that I let go of his hand
Our relationship is an hourglass that’s losing sand
But I am such a busy, busy man
Someone help, I’m asleep at the wheel
And every time I wake up, I’ve lost another year
How do I forget over and over again
Time is running, running like the wind
I heard of a man, always thought in advance
Every day he spent, crafting up tomorrow’s plan
He made so much money and he shook so many hands
I don’t know if his life ever began
Well that is a road, I don’t want to travel
So I tape my eyes open so I can watch my children grow
Then I go complaining how the day moves so slow
Will I ever learn, I do not know
Someone help, I’m asleep at the wheel
And every time I wake up, I’ve lost another year
How do I forget over and over again
That every passing day
Is one that won’t come back my way
And time is running, running like the wind