The Days Keep Passing

Hey, you old wise soul, what are you doing?

And who are you thinking about?

Evening will fall before long,

And that phone of yours will light up.

So, why not say those hidden words at last?

There is still time. Learn to value it.

You're thinking,

What nonsense is this?

What is this fool talking about?

Oh, there you go, laughing again!

Listen to me, just for once.

The days keep passing...

Through the window,

The colours of sunlight slowly fade.

So many things we meant to say,

So many words that never found their way.

One phone call, a word or two,

And then, perhaps, silence.

Must everything be said?

Let some things remain a mystery.

But those words you've kept inside your heart,

Gathering dust for so long,

If you stop halfway while trying to speak,

Will the debt of those unsaid words ever be gone?

Thinking again, aren't you?

What am I ever going to do with you?

Keeping your heart's words locked inside,

Tell me, what good does it do?

There, evening has come again,

The sky has turned red.

How many evenings have slipped away

Just like this, leaving so much unsaid?

So, listen to me this time.

Speak a little of your own heart.

The one you've been thinking about so much,

Let them do a little thinking, too.

Perhaps they're waiting as well,

Perhaps they're silent, too.

The words neither of you has spoken

Are gathering inside both your hearts.

Hey, you wise old soul, what are you doing now?

Looking into the distance again?

When the phone begins to ring,

Where do you disappear to?

What nonsense, you think.

What does this fool know?

I'm only here to remind you,

<u>The days keep passing...</u>

A few more days will slip away,

And this very evening, here and now,

Will become a story you remember,

With words you'll never get to say.

So, why not say them today?

Whatever it is you've been meaning to tell them.

Time never stands still.

Time slips away while we keep waiting,

And the person we've been waiting for

May slip away, too.