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 have now 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

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): DESMOND CHILD, RICHARD SAMBORA