Lyrics:

Pretty lady holding hands with time
Growing older as the day rolls by
What is she to do or what have you?
The sun is shining on her face so fair
The sound of children floating in the air
Hello, time
Does she really care
Or think? Think
'Old age cannot touch me now
I wallow in the laugh'
That's what it's all about
We fill our lives with precious laughs, oh

What is there in a laugh that time avoids to know?
Look at all the people out there playing
Running from the past
'Can I make my bus?' he cries, 'Will I see the show?'
We surround ourselves with time
Freeing with the laughter a doorway to the mind

No yesterdays, no tomorrows
Time is a helix of precious laughs

We are only men, we eat, we speak our fancy wordy ways
But down inside the person acting out the part
The place where we all stay
There is the heart where all are one, a place away from time
Direct our thoughts from there
Freeing with the laughter a doorway to the light