Lyrics:

Van Dyke ParksWe painted inside and out with just a gallon of joyWe had the girl and the boyAnd love was never a toyJust like that old rusty Ford we restored out in backIt made that clickety-clackOur new old house by the trackAt her window was a touch of lavender laceI remember her faceToo many rainbows to chaseRight through the cracks of the paintCome the tracks of the trainScatter like diamonds of rainDown our old blacktop two laneHold back timeDon't talk about tomorrowTell that old clock on the wallHe'll just have to call it a dayHold back timeWhen we're in each other's armsWe're in each other's armsSo hold back timeWith that old country hymn spinning round in her brainShe kept her fancy for playMore than for fortune and fameNow when we feel every wheel spinnin' steel on that trackWe shake the dust off the sackIn our old house by the trackHold back timeDon't talk about tomorrowTell that old clock on the wallHe'll just have to call it a dayHold back timeWhen we're in each other's armsWe're in each other's armsSo hold back timeTime

Brian Wilson Hold Back Time