New Until It's Old

Well the winter brings the snow
It’s spring before you know
Summer comes and goes
Like a dream that you can’t hold
As you gaze upon the sky
See the clouds passing by
They know as well as you and I
Everything’s new until it’s old

Perhaps I’d be happy if time stood still
I know I won’t, for it never will
Sure as the evening geese they fly
Silver coins in a wishing well
Final chimes of a mission bell
And it is ringing into the night

Well, the morning brings the sun
But the rain will surely come
And the afternoon will run
Into setting suns of pink and blue
As you gaze upon the moon
Be a crescent fool on you
He knows as well as me and you
Everything’s new until it’s old

Perhaps I’d be happy if time stood still
I know I won’t, for it never will
Sure as the evening geese they fly
Silver coins in a wishing well
The final chimes of a mission bell
And it is ringing into the night

Well, I know I’d be happy if time stood still
But it won’t, for it never will
Sure as the evening geese they fly
Eilver coins in a wishing well
The final chimes of a wishing well
And it is ringing into the night