Tick tock, tick tock
Time is ticking
It is moving on the clock
But I feel like time is what I’m missing

It is moving fast
Like a car on a highway
So much time has passed
The days just seem to fade away

Just yesterday I was only eight
Hot summer days
Staying out late
Enjoying the games I used to play

Face blood red
Body covered in sweat and dirt
Playful thoughts in my head
Only skinned knees and bruises hurt

Hot summer air
Stars in the sky
In a world without a care
Height on the swings was the only kind of high

Time keeps passing
Now I’m a lot older
Memories keep flashing
They’re stored like files in a folder

Tick tock, tick tock
Time is still ticking
It’s flying on the clock
Moving at the speed of light while I’m only blinking