Ain’t the snow fallin’ just a bit deeper these days

Aren’t they building the stairs a bit steeper these days

And the town’s really changin’ in so many ways time time time

The young folks they’re growin’ exceptionally tall

And the newspaper print it’s becomin’ quite small

And folks speak so softly you can hardly hear at all time time time

The jokes don’t seem as witty as the old jokes once were

And the girls are half as pretty as I remember her

And today you know in the park a young man called me sir time time time

Yeah I’m not quite as anxious for fame or success

And my eye finds the girl in the plain quiet dress

And I cling a bit longer to each warm caress time time time

So I breathe a bit heavy when I climb a hill

What of it my life now is really much more fulfilled

But they’re tearin’ down the building that I watched them build

Time time time time time time