When he was just at six years old he was told
He would die someday
Yeah he was just at twelve years when he felt bold
He tried to get away
Yeah he was just a young boy
Filling he pack up with bread and coins
But he was just a little boy who felt old
You take time
To make time
And then you go
And then you go
You take time
To make time
And then you go
Then you go
Oh, you go away
Yeah he was just a young boy when he felt old
He thought life just slipped away
He held a picture in his hand of the home
That he left on the day
He grabbed the train that was rolling out
To see his world from town to town
But he was just at six years when he was told
You take time
To make time
And then you go
And then you go
You take time
To make time
And then you go
And then you go
You take time
To make time
Then you go
And then you go
Oh, you go away
You take time
To make time
Then you go
And then you go
You take time
To make time
And then you go
And then you go
You take time
To make time
And then you go
And then you go
Oh, you go away.