Lyrics:

How can we know how far

The long way can be

Looking from where we are

It never seemed that long to me

I've many miles behind me

Maybe not so much ahead

Seems I made good time

With the directions I misread



I'm gonna spend my time

Like it's going out of style

I'm moving the bottom line

Farther than a country mile

I still have hills to climb

Before I hit that wall

No matter how much time I buy

I can never spend it all



Funny thing that time

We're always running out

I'm always losing mine

There's not enough of it about

And though it's always here

It will always come and go

The days become the years

That'll be gone before you know



So I'm gonna spend my time

Like it's going out of style

I'm moving the bottom line

Better than a country mile

I still have hills to climb

Before I hit that wall



I won't go quietly into that dark night

There'll be no more burning daylight

I'll be living in

Every moment that I'm in



I'm gonna spend my time

Like it's going out of style

I'll only use what's mine

I've been saving for a while

I still have hills to climb

Before I hit that wall

No matter how much time I buy

I can never spend it all

No matter how much time we buy

We can never spend it all