Where do minutes of the past go
When the hands of clocks have passed?
You ask “Are you troubled much?”
I say “It's like when we were young”
Write your last paragraph
Memories of life
Oh oh oh
oh oh oh
Oh oh
I've resolved not to insist
On whether I can weather this
Winter aged us like the paint
That gathers by the window pane
Where do minutes of the past go
When the hands of clocks have passed?
You ask “Are you troubled much?”
I say “It's like when we were young”
Write your last paragraph
Memories of life
Oh oh oh
oh oh oh
Oh oh
I've resolved not to insist
On whether I can weather this
Winter aged us like the paint
That gathers by the window pane
Where do minutes of the past go
When the hands of clocks have passed?
You ask “Are you troubled much?”
I say “It's like when we were young”
Write your last paragraph
Memories of life
Oh oh oh
oh oh oh
Oh oh
I've resolved not to insist
On whether I can weather this
Winter aged us like the paint
That gathers by the window pane