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...