It's a straight line to a crooked past
Think of something make it fast
You can see it like a photograph
Deep inside your mind
It's a long time on a short path
A dream you try to make last
All the time you spend tied to the mast
Drifting through your life
and the world turns
and the wind blows
the sun shines
through the window
and you wonder
where did the time go
and you think hard
but you don't know
It's the search for the greener grass
The reach for ring of brass
The half full or empty glass
You've seen it from both sides
It's the love that you let pass
The hurt heart that you can't patch
The words you can't take back
That keeps you up at night
and the world turns
and the wind blows
the sun shines
through the window
and you wonder
where did the time go
and you think hard
and you don't know
It's the sand slipping through the hourglass
It's the trying hard to somehow make it last
It's the days that go by so fast
Sometimes it makes you sad, but then you just laugh
It's the time spent with an old friend
The old house you grew up in
The pictures in the basement
The stories that you write
and the world turns
and the wind blows
the sun shines
through the window
and you wonder
where did the time go
and you think hard
and you don't know
It's a straight line to a crooked past
Think of something make it fast
You can see it like a photograph
Deep inside your mind
