Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
  You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
  Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
  Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
  Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
  You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
  And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you
  No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
  And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
  And racing around to come up behind you again
  The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
  And shorter of breath and one day closer to death
  Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
  Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
  Hanging on in quiet desparation in the English way
  The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say