Precious Time

As I gaze upon the water, I dream of days gone past. Wondering where the

time went, how it disappeared so fast. Time does not stop at rivers.

Time does not stop at streams. Flowing in and out of life. Rushing past our

dreams. I've climbed the highest mountain, sailed the ocean seas.

Got lost on distant islands, so time would not find me. Precious time,

precious time, from beginning to the end. Precious time, precious time,

it ain't coming back again. Time fights so hard against us,

yet we never feel its touch. We forget what we remember. We remember