Am I getting too old to see the things I could when I was younger? 

 Am I getting too old to feel the magic and the 

 wonder? 

 Did we turn much wiser or simply turn our heads, surrender our convictions and compromise instead? 

 Am I getting too old to understand the things I 

 could when I was younger? 

 Am I getting too far away to see things as I 

 remembered? 

 Did we learn to reason or a reasons not to care? 

 Now who can tell the difference and who can make it clear? 

 Time has a way of moving on. It waits for no one 

 and for nothing. 

 Time has a way of moving on. Lord, it waits for no one and for nothing. 

 Am I getting too old to see the day, the day we'll be together? Our pathways merged as one, united under heaven. 

 Can we find a common cause, break the evil spell, pull the rope together and drink up from the well?