Shadows pass me by,
People on the run,
Life moving to fast,
Leaving us behind.

There is no power
In the voice of a child,
Begging the world to stop!

There is only time,
Stretching before her hand,
Creating miracles
And taking them away.

She can only go with it,
Ride the current
And enjoy the ride.

Before life leaves her side,
And time abandons her,
Love is lost,
And joy can't be found.

Time has blessed her,
He can also curse her.
She can scream all she wants.
Or she can smile,
And ignore the ever present tock,
Of a distant clock.