Time Of Your Life

How many times of year have you sit down and counted your lies

Walkin' the street of despair with no surprise

'Cause you know that my interest is growing

And the time of your life is at hand

And your innocence seems to be showing

And your image is turning to sand

Running away from yourself all the time just cannot help

Facing the truth ain't enough, you just got to face yourself

Foolish vibrations you know you can't understand

Come down from the cloud and get back to the land

'Cause you know that my interest is growing

And the time of your life is at hand

And your innocence seems to be showing

And your image is turning to sand

Would you believe problems we all can share

Why would I say this if I, if I didn't really care

And how many times must I tell you, it's just not the way

Without you

So how many times a year have you sit down, how many is it at the end

And if you refuse my offering, remember you just lost a friend

'Cause you know that my interest is growing

And the time of your life is at hand

And your innocence seems to be showing

And your image is turning to sand

'Cause you know that my interest is growing

And the time of your life is at hand

And your innocence seems to be showing

And your image is turning to sand