Time

Ain't the snow falling just a bit deeper these days? Ain't they building the stairs a bit steeper these days? And the town's really changing in so many ways It's time, time The young folks, you're growing uncommonly tall And the newspaper print is becoming so small And folks talk so soft, you can barely hear at all It's time, just time Jokes aren't as witty as the old jokes once were And the girls ain't half as pretty as I remember her And today, on the bus a grown man called me "sir" It's time, just time You know I ain't quite as anxious for fame or success And my eye finds the girl in the plain simple dress And I cling a bit longer to each warm caress That's time, just time So it takes a bit longer to walk up a hill What of it? But my life now is much more fulfill But they're tearing down the buildings that I watched them build And it's time, time You'll get there too, if you stay healthy Like I say, you live long enough, you get old