You had it right in the palm of your hand,
right before your eyes.
Now it's gone, and you don't understand.
You've got to realize...
Wait and see what tomorrow may bring you.
Get it all while you can.
Sometimes it can feel so right,
and other times so wrong.
Every new day, it brings on the night.
The change goes on and on and on and on.
On, it never stops. No, it keeps on rollin'.
Washed away like an ocean's sands.
Always changing hands.
That's why they call it...
Whoa no.
Oh, you know that's why they call it...
It's hard to let it go, when it took so long to get.
It's hard to let it go.