The wind is blowing, through the pines   Always stealing from me, father time   Taking from me, what was never mine   One more day, one more night.      Always longing, for the past   Taking for granted, the time at hand   Every moment, like shifting sand   Leaving weary the strongest man.      Many fortunes have been gained and lost    Upon the ocean many ships have crossed   Many brilliant souls have lived and died   At the hands of father time.      I’m not promised, another day   Still I’m reckless, and time I waste   All my tears cried in vain   Gaining wisdom as beauty fades.      Gaining wisdom as beauty fades   Many seasons now have come and gone   Fleeting memories overwhelm my soul   And as the hands of fate twist and unwind.      I’m at the mercy of father time...