Time
Is a force
And it will
Surely take its course
It will take
From all of you
Taking with it
All the things you had planned to do

And regret
Is a gift
Who could explain
That it's a gift
One not wrapped
And un-received
It's the kind you keep
From yours truly

What is a must when the heart beats slow
Goodbye until hello
'Cause every flame is the same
They look the same

Once when I was dreaming
You felt an impossible feeling
That went from the floor
Right down to the ceiling
You gotta slow down
And in between all of the screaming
I couldn't find anything redeeming
'Cause you weren't even there
I just stared at the ceiling
I gotta slow down
I gotta slow down
I gotta slow down

What is a must when the heart beats slow
Goodbye until hello
'Cause every flame's the same
They look the same
Except the one's that have names
Besides that they look the same

Have a little day
That all goes your way
Have a little house
All to yourself

In the country
Oh, in the country

Time is a force
And it will surely take it's course
It will take from all of you
Taking with it
All the things you had planned to do

Copyright: TUNECORE INC
Writer(s): James Guthrie