Time Flies Rich Prezioso, ©1995 Tatertunes Music, BMI

 

Who’s that face in the mirror looking back at me

He’s looking slightly different than than the one I saw last week

The more I see, the more I know

When it feels like I’m just growing up I’m really growing old

 

Time flies and I can’t get off the ground

The hands on the clock go spinning round and round

And the days keep running against my will

And time keeps flying by but I’m standing still

 

Every time I turn around dust is piling up like snow on the windowsill

Every time I turn, got the checkbook out and I’m paying that same bill

Every time I turn around I’m putting out the trash on garbage day

Every time I turn there’s another line on my face I can’t erase

 

Every time I turn around that mess I just cleaned up is back again

Every time I turn the roof is leaking and the rain’s pouring in

Every time I turn around I woke up late, I’ve wasted half my day

Every time I turn there’s another year’s gone by i can’t replace

 

Time is a builder, time can make things fall apart

I’m running around with a hammer and a patch kit wondering where to start

The more I learn, the less I know

And the closer I get to the top of the hill the farther I have to go