Time

I'm ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
 I'm fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
 I'm kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
 Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
 Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain
 You are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today
 And then one day you find, ten years have got behind
 You know one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
 And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
 Racing around to come up behind you again
 The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older
 I'm shorter of breath and one day closer to death
 Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
 Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
 Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
 The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
 Home, home again
 I like to be here when I can
 When I come home cold and tired
 It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
 It's good to warm my bones (x2)
 It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
 Hey (x4)