Making Time

Just another day of sorrow going down
 Like the road unfurled behind you leaving town
 In the morning's cold reflection of yesterday
 Comes the chill of where ya been and what ya paid
 There's a place up ahead and far along
 Far away from the past that seems to draw
 All mistakes you forgot and carried on
 Making time
 Making time
 All that wasted toil and trouble running away
 When the only thing that matters is today
 There's a place up ahead and far along
 Far away from the past that seems to draw
 All mistakes you forgot and carried on
 Making time
 Making time
 Making time
 Making time
 Out among the windswept
 Pikes and lonely purple canyons
 Wisdom is written in the signs
 All that's in the past is so impossible to fix or refine
 Making time
 Making time
 Making time
 Making time