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Time Flies


It really is quite sad how fast time flies
The hours, the days, the months, the years tick on
And here you're thinking you are old and wise.

A simple child with sparkle in their eyes
Quick becomes a teenager withdrawn
It really is quite sad how fast time flies.

Off to college, shooting for the skies,
But quickly all the memories forgone
And here you're thinking you are old and wise.

You meet the one, he's quite quick to arise
All your hopes and dreams agreed upon
It really is quite sad how fast time flies.

A sunset dinner, he pops the surprise
A few short months and wedding plans are drawn
And here you're thinking you are old and wise.

2 am, you hear the baby's cries
Eighteen years and she'll be up and gone
It really is quite sad how fast time flies.

Just the two of you in your demise
Just each other you rely upon
And here you're thinking you are old and wise.

Fast forward, in bed, sun has yet to rise
Look over at at the empty side, he's gone.
It really is quite sad how fast time flies
And here you're thinking you are old and wise.
 
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