Breathing on the glass of your old front door
Holding your ear to the bathroom floor
One more time, can we do it again?
Funny that it mattered as a child back then
Mmh and things have changed
And time waits for no man
Riding in the cool of the evening sun
Following the shadow till the day is done
Led by the blindness of innocence
Funny what it was to be a child back then
And time waits for no man
And time waits for no man
And time waits for no man
And time waits for no man