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Days Go By


Every year we get older

Every second we die

We don’t really notice how we waste time

 

Days go by

 

Day turns to dawn, as dawn turns to day

Why do we throw our time away?

If only we would appreciate the simple things in life

 

As we grow older we will soon lose the allurements of our old ways

People have grown up too fast

While I just want these good memories to last

 

We waste time searching and hoping to find something more, when it could be right at your front door

Yet we wait and wait

 

Now you’ve gotten older

You sit there and wonder why did I waste my time

Yet you still sit there

 

As the days go by

 

We only live once, and these moments will soon become memories

The older I become, the more it feels like time is slipping out of my hands

And it has hit me like a brick wall realizing that I will never get my childhood back


 

I’m as lost as a teardrop in the snow

I guess this is how we grow   

 
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