The world is full of ways to waste your time
If you look back you might see chunks of life
That passed you by
And I can’t tell you what is yours and what’s mine
‘cause lines are blurred
When seeing through aging eyes
But it’s alright
Its no, its no sinking sand
So come, so come take my hand
And we’ll be just fine
So loosen up all those springs inside
It’s not like we’re forced to grow old tonight
So let’s just lie here for a while
No need to feel like your hands are tied
‘cause nothings changed
Just let spring arrive
To paint a smile
A beautiful smile
Its no, its no sinking sand
And we’ll be just fine
So come, so come take my hand
Sweetest of mine
