Time is always chasing the dawn,
Do you feel it slipping away?
One thing you can always count upon,
Is that these little seconds can’t stay,
These moments can’t drag on.
Time has a way of changing it all,
Years become memories,
Winter, spring, summer and fall.
It all turns into centuries.
Before you know it,
the moment has come and gone,
And it’s hard to admit,
Because time can’t hold on.