As the seasons grey

Take a look, what do you see

Image in the mirror

Yesterday is yesteryear

You'll meet your maker

I know that time grows old

Can't stop the seasons

Shifting sands slip through your hands

Time is gone before it's begun...


Die

A little more

A little more for every day


Lord why

Oh tell me why

Do the seasons slowly grey ?


Days of blue just turn to grey

The picture slowly aging

Nothing left of the memory

Death will not forsake them

God-fearing people say

They are not afraid of dying So why do they turn to faith

When faith has no meaning in life ?


Time worn

Worn time

Say good-bye to yesterday

After life

Life after

It's all the same


The Golden years bring out the pain

Death rolls in like the seasons change

You've lost all hope but still you pray....


Aging eyes that fail to see

The mirror has been shattered

Death's knocking on their door

A vision filled with laughter

I know that time grows old

Can't stop the seasons

And as the end draws near

The story's over before it's begun


Chorus