It’s a big, big world
When I was young I could feel it turn
It went to the left, I ran to the right
Hoping to speed up the night
Maybe I ran too fast
Because the moments now they don’t seem to last
I wish I had learned to slow it down
or to make the most of every trip around
Turning away from my worry, turning away from my waste and in it’s place
Love will find me. In it’s place a brand new day
The world keeps spinning day into night
Not always at the pace that I would like
It’s not moving fast, I’m just moving slow
As I carry the weight of what I should let go
I don’t want to wonder
On my dying day
What would, or could have happened
If I’d lived some other way
I’m not yet old, but old enough
To know that I should take the time for love
Time to laugh, and time to say good bye
And to see the spark that shines in every eye
