

{warm acoustic guitar picking,
soft felt piano chords}
We used to stay awake till morning,
never cared what time would say.
Every Friday felt forever,
every summer stretched for days.
We had nowhere we were going,
but we couldn't wait to leave.
Thought the world was ours for taking,
thought we'd always be this free.
Then the days became the weeks,
and the weeks became the years.
Somewhere in between the plans,
we somehow ended up right here.
{soft
shaker joins, gentle bass swell} Where did the years go?
I swear they were here yesterday.
Where did the time go?
How did it all just slip away?
I was waiting for tomorrow,
while tomorrow became today.
Where did the years go?
How did we get here anyway?
{soaring full band entry,
subtle vocal harmonies} Now the calendar keeps filling,
there's always somewhere we should be.
Work on Monday, bills on Tuesday,
life moves faster every week.
Friends we used to see each weekend now send messages once a
year.
Children grow while we're not looking,
and our parents change each year.
I look into the mirror,
there are lines I didn't know.
Still the same eyes looking back at me,
just carrying a little more.
{crescendo snare fills} Where did the years go?
I swear they were here yesterday.
Where did the time go?
How did it all just slip away?
I was waiting for tomorrow,
while tomorrow became today.
Where did the years go?
How did we get here anyway?
{even bigger drum
groove, organ pad adds warmth} Maybe time was never stolen,
maybe we were living it.
Every dinner at the table,
every goodbye, every kiss.
Every boring Tuesday evening,
every drive back home at night.
Maybe all the ordinary moments were the ones that made this life.
{drums drop out, quiet piano and voice only} So stop saying "maybe
someday," like someday never ends.
Call the people you still think of.
Make the plans and see your friends.
Because the years don't ask permission,
they don't wait until we're ready.
One day you look behind you and yesterday is twenty years away.
{gradual full band buildup,
passionate vocal rise} Where did the years go?
I swear they were here yesterday.
Where did the time go?
Maybe it never slipped away.
We were living every moment,
even when it felt the same.
All the nights and all the mornings were the life we tried
to chase. Where did the years go?
Maybe now I understand.
They didn't disappear without us— we were holding them in our hands.
So here's to every morning,
every ordinary day.
Maybe life was never waiting
somewhere further down the way.
{slow fading acoustic chords,
single warm piano note}