Guaraldi-Werber A month of nights, a year of days Octobers drifting into Mays You set your sail when the tide comes in And you cast your fate to the wind You shift your course along the breeze Won't sail up wind on memories The empty sky is your best friend And you just cast your fate to the wind That time has such a way of changing a man throughout the years And now you're rearranging your life through all your tears Alone, alone There never was, there couldn't be A place in time for men to be Who'd drink the dark and laugh at day And let their wildest dreams blow away So now you're old, you're wise, you're smart You're just a man with half a heart You wonder how it might have been Had you not cast your fate to the wind