Just outside my window
The leaves are starting to fall
My breath is getting shorter
There's so much I can't recall
This home it feels so empty
I've so much time to think
On all I've left behind me
The friends I never knew

Is there a place I could fly
Where time won't simply pass me by
The folds of aging smooth your skin
And where I could do it all over again
And go back where I began

The grey that lines my knuckles
The weight upon my eyes
Over years some men grow bitter
As their dreams get tossed aside
And when the stars begin their blinking
Beyond the eastern sky
All the answers to the questions
Come rolling with the tide