| Ain't it strange how time just slips away | |
| Then I got your call the other day | |
| All these years and you're still in that place | |
| And you really don't have much to say | |
| Like, what about your dreams? | |
| And are they blowing away | |
| While you sit there wishing you could start again | |
| Are you stuck in a rut? | |
| Helpless not hopeless | |
| Got a fear in your gut? | |
| Helpless not hopeless | |
| Are you waiting for luck? | |
| Helpless not hopeless | |
| And I know how hard it is to change | |
| With so many lives to rearrange and every time you feel so close | |
| You forget about what you want most | |
| Like what about your dreams | |
| And are they blowing away | |
| While you sit there wishing you could start again | |
| Time, it's funny how time slips away | |
| Time, and all your dreams they won't wait another day | |
| Time, and it's hard, hard to make that change | |
| But, you can make that change |