Running Like The Wind - Fulton Lee

Lyrics by：Fulton Lee Farrish

Composed by：Fulton Lee Farrish

I'm close enough to my youth I can still smell the classroom

Where my kindergarten teacher gave me purple sticks of glue

I ran across the blacktop till I grew out of my shoes

Time back then was always on the move

Now I'm good and grown got two children of my own

They used the couch cushions to build fortresses of stone

My daughter turned three that means two is long gone

Time I guess is rolling rolling on

And I can see the hand of father time on my old man

I am not ready for the day that I let go of his hand

Our relationship is an hourglass that's losing sand

But I am such a busy busy man

Someone help I'm asleep at the wheel

And every time I wake up I've lost another year

How do I forget over and over again

Time is running running like the wind

I heard of a man always thought in advance

Every day he spent crafting up tomorrow's plan

He made so much money and he shook so many hands

I don't know if his life ever began

Well that is a road I don't want to travel

So I tape my eyes open so I can watch my children grow

Then I go complaining how the day moves so slow

Will I ever learn I do not know

Someone help I'm asleep at the wheel

And every time I wake up I've lost another year

How do I forget over and over again

That every passing day

Is one that won't come back my way

And time is running running like the wind