I lie awake for an hour or two Guess I can't turn off my mind I watch the clock turn a quarter past two Guess I can't stop the time Yeah we're always getting older Watching all the seasons change When the leaves fall, and it's colder Yeah it's time to turn the page Can't help but feel sometimes the world is spinning out of control I find that music's more than rhythm it's the key to my soul I'll find and use it like a gun that just shoots flowers in bloom Goodbye I'll miss you maybe see you sometime later in June Some days I'm high and some days I'm low Some days I'm out of tune Some days it feels like I am the tide Other days I'm the moon Yeah we're always getting older Watching all the seasons change When the leaves fall, and it's colder Yeah it's time to turn the page Can't help but feel sometimes the world is spinning out of control I find that music's more than rhythm it's the key to my soul I'll find and use it like a gun that just shoots flowers in bloom Goodbye I'll miss you maybe see you sometime later in June