The wind is blowing, through the pines
Always stealing from me, father time
Taking from me, what was never mine
One more day, one more night.

Always longing, for the past
Taking for granted, the time at hand
Every moment, like shifting sand
Leaving weary the strongest man.

Many fortunes have been gained and lost
Upon the ocean many ships have crossed
Many brilliant souls have lived and died
At the hands of father time.

I'm not promised, another day
Still I'm reckless, and time I waste
All my tears cried in vain
Gaining wisdom as beauty fades.

Gaining wisdom as beauty fades
Many seasons now have come and gone
Fleeting memories overwhelm my soul
And as the hands of fate twist and unwind.

I'm at the mercy of father time...