Years grow shorter, not longer,
the more you've been on your own.
Feelin's for movin' grow stronger'
so you wonder why you ever go home,
wonder why you ever go home.
People are movin' so quickly.
Humor's in need of repair.
Same occupations and same obligations,
they've really got nothing to share,
like drivin' around with no spare.
River gets deeper not shallow,
the further you move down the stream.
Wonderin' if I can keep her as I
race to keep up with my dreams.
How they shine and glitter and gleam.
