Time

Early fourties, how you doing
 And what's the deal
 How am I supposed to look
 How am I supposed to feel
 When time has been telling me
 Who to love and where to go
 And time keeps on pushing me
 Further on, down the road
 Flipping through some pictures of when I was a kid
 People I've loved, places I've hid
 I've moved around, tried to change my name
 Just one thing, put me in my place
 When time has been telling me
 Who to love and where to go
 And time keeps on pushing me
 Further on, down the road
 Time, time, time
 Time, time, time
 Fall at once
 And it is through with me
 And time will let me be
 Just the other day I stopped by my stepfather's grave
 Died at thirty, way too soon, I forgot his face
 And time keeps on telling me
 Who to love and where to go
 And time keeps on pushing me
 Further on, down the road
 Time, time, time
 Time, time, time
 Time
 Time