Where'd All the Time Go?

Where'd all the time go?
 It's starting to fly
 See how the hands go
 Waving goodbye
 And you know I get so forgetful
 When I look in your eyes
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 Now she's walking backwards (she's walking backwards)
 Through a parade
 
 And I'm stuck in the shadow (stuck in the shadow)
 Blocking the shade
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 And there ain't no way to sweep up
 The mess that we've made
 ♪
 She gets dressed up like a pillow
 So she's always in bed
 Flowers for the sick and dead
 She's on the go, way too fast and way too slow
 She'll turn to stone at hospitals and funeral homes
 And when the fog rises
 Somebody sighs who is not in disguise anymore
 ♪
 There's nothing to keep you (nothing to keep you)
 From falling in love
 
 It starts at the bottom (starts at the bottom)
 And comes from above
 Like pieces of a puzzle
 Like a hand in a glove
 ♪
 She gets dressed up like a pillow so she's always in bed
 Flowers for the sick and dead
 She's on the go, way too fast and way too slow
 She'll turn and stop at hospitals and funeral homes
 And when the tide rises
 Somebody sinks and is gone in the blink of an eye
 ♪
 Somebody sinks and is gone in the blink of an eye
 
 Where'd all the time go?
 It's starting to fly
 See how the hands go
 Waving goodbye
 And you know I get so forgetful
 When I look in your eyes
 ♪
 Now she's walking backwards (she's walking backwards)
 Through a parade
 
 And I'm stuck in the shadow (stuck in the shadow)
 Blocking the shade
 ♪
 And there ain't no way to sweep up
 The mess that we've made
 ♪
 She gets dressed up like a pillow
 So she's always in bed
 Flowers for the sick and dead
 She's on the go, way too fast and way too slow
 She'll turn to stone at hospitals and funeral homes
 And when the fog rises
 Somebody sighs who is not in disguise anymore
 ♪
 There's nothing to keep you (nothing to keep you)
 From falling in love
 
 It starts at the bottom (starts at the bottom)
 And comes from above
 Like pieces of a puzzle
 Like a hand in a glove
 ♪
 She gets dressed up like a pillow so she's always in bed
 Flowers for the sick and dead
 She's on the go, way too fast and way too slow
 She'll turn and stop at hospitals and funeral homes
 And when the tide rises
 Somebody sinks and is gone in the blink of an eye
 ♪
 Somebody sinks and is gone in the blink of an eye