Sitting and watching the years go by...
Sitting and watching the years go by
When all I see turns to wishing, and hoping she'd bring me the sun
Surround me like moonlight, when darkness has come
For she must be all things to me
Sitting and watching the years go by
When all I see turns to tender and warm lips
Tenderly touching, wrapped one another embracingly clutching
To the heavens above deep in love
Empty dreams slowly drift into space
Living life hopelessly taking their place
Would be stealing another's if someone was there
To save me from wanting despair
Sitting and watching the years go by
When all I see turns to silks and satins
Velvet, fine lace, perfume, and scarlet robes
Hanging in place of the beauty I wish were alive
Empty dreams slowly drift into space...