Sometimes life goes be so fast,
theres not enough time to live in the past,
so each day we move forward,
there's nothing we can change,
so whats the point in crying,
we can't go back,
so whats the point in trying,
it doesn't mount to much,
why is everything so sad,
why does everything turn bad,
people judge by first appearance,
they should look pace the face,
people are all different,
but wonderful all the same,
so many fame seekers in the game,
face value isn't much,
but if you reach in,
you may be touched,
by what you'll find,
the truth and the trust,
the heart inside,
it might tear you up,
it might bring you down,
it might reach inside,
until you drown,
it might hold your hand,
and lift you up,
or slam you down,
but still you have to think,
sometimes life goes by so fast,
theres not enough time to live in the past.
