Seasons - The Oak Ridge Boys

I remember when I couldn’t wait

To drive a car and stay out late, uh huh

I watched my body stretch and groan

And wonder why it took so long, uh huh

I wished that I could grab the hands of time

And turn into a man and leave that little boy behind

By the time that I’d turned twenty

I longed for that simple state of mind

The teachers turned to bosses

And the money barely paid the rent, uh huh

The only ones that had it made

Were the older dudes that paid their way, uh huh

I wished that I could grab the hands of time

And turn a ten year plan into an overnight success

By the time that I’d turned thirty

I realized how little time was left

The seasons of your life

Don’t let them pass you by For as the years unwind

You only get one at a time

Seasons ever changing ever fleeting

It’s a rhythm with a reason

The seasons of your life

We’re always wanting something else

Each day I have to tell myself, uh uh, uh uh

I ain’t gonna bait that trap

I’ve wasted too much time on that, uh huh, uh huh

I’m satisfied to watch the hands

Turn slowly as they can

Live my life day by day

And if I reach a hundred

I’ll make up for the time I threw away