Minutes into days  turn into months  turn into years  they hurry by me.
 Still I love to see the sun go down  and the world go around.

 Dreams full of promises  hopes for the future  I've had many
 Dreams I can't remember now  hopes that I've forgotten  faded memories.
 Still I love to see the sun go down  and the world go around.

 And I love to see the morning as it steals across the sky.
 And I love to remember, and I love to wonder why.
 And I hope that I'm around, so I can be there when I die, when I'm gone.

 I hope that you will think of me in moments when you're happy, and you're
 smiling.
 And that the thought will comfort you on cold and cloudy days, if you are
 crying.
 And that you'll love to see the sun go down, and the world go around, and
 around and around