| I woke the other day
and saw my world has changed
the past is over but
tomorrow's wishful thinking
I can´t hold on to what´s been done
I can´t grab on to what´s to come
and I'm just wishing
I could stop, but
CHORUS
Life goes on
come of age
time rolls on, whipe these eyes
yesterday laughs, tomorrow cries
Memories are bittersweet
the good times we can´t repeat
those days are gone and we
can never get them back
now we must move ahead
despite our fear and dread
we´re all just wishing
we could stop, but
CHORUS
With all our joys and fears
wrapped in forgotten years
the past is laughing
as today just slips away
time tears down what we´ve made
and sets another stage
and I'm just whishing we could stop, but
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