You're so young & pretty
Somehow yet unspoiled by beauty
Keep on smiling child
Those joyful eyes
As days & years roll by
As the years roll by
& When those hairs of grey
Fall about your head
What else ever could be read
Written there in lines of grace
For beauty finds what kindness makes
Beauty finds what kindness makes
So real
So real
So real
It gets so real
We are all just passengers prisoners of time
We journey into the unknown
Moving through the night
As days & years roll by
As the years roll by
So real
So real
So real
It gets so real
It gets so real...