Is this the future or is this the past
If where we started is where we've ended up at last
Now I'm standing by am I standing by
Now I'm asking why how could've I stood by
Is this dispassion has the feeling passed
If only this was clear would all be saved at last
Now I'm a passer-by has it passed me by
It's a quarter of my life don't let it pass me by
And I'm a passer-by and I'm a passer-by
And I'm a passer-by
Don't let it pass me by