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The wind that fills your sail will fly away
The sun that warms your skin will end the day
The goods you stack are only on a loan
The ground beneath your feet is not your own
We borrow every laugh and every tear
We borrow every month and spend the year
We take our share of daylight while we can
And hand it back to where the day began
The sand runs through my open hand
The river takes the stone from the land
So I cup the moments as they pass
And call them treasures made of glass
The sand runs through my open hand
The river takes the stone from the land
I will not beg the years to stay
I'll learn to dance with every passing day
We borrow every laugh and every tear
We borrow every month and spend the year
We take our share of daylight while we can
And hand it back to where the day began
The sand runs through my open hand
The river takes the stone from the land
So I cup the moments as they pass
And call them treasures made of glass
The sand runs through my open hand
The river takes the stone from the land
I will not beg the years to stay
I'll learn to dance with every passing day