Time is a thing that changes
Our scheduals vary, life rearanges
  There are times that rush
and others that hush
  the racing whir called "growing up"

  A life begins in a single moment
and the soul inside is who should own it
  on your birthday, mom and dad rejoice
as you, precious child, first lift your voice
  and cry

One day, you take your first steps
  Then eventually learn to express thoughts and concepts
you see many exciting new places
  and come to love many kind faces

the school years come
  mother says "Don't miss the bus or you'll be late!"
in a few more years you're on your first date
  the time of decision and the path you will choose
comes all too quick and you need all the advice you can use
  what kind of person will you become?

Then you make an alliance that's like no other
  because this special friend is also your lover
and together you embark to conquer life
  and overcome the struggles that can sting like a knife

Tears and laughter, anger and grace
  each has their time and all have their place
you raise your family and teach your heart
  and hope that what you've built wont fall apart

Like the autumn wind, old age comes
rattling the leaves that once were young
your children have begun the time of their own
and you have loved, taught, and shown
the story of your time is told by the lines on your face
and memories remain like delicate lace