Forward, forever forward - time goes marching on.
Leaving me to jog my memory.
Of you. Of you.

But the exercise is tiring.
I feel my heart perspiring.
I feel our love expiring.
Love true. Love through.

Too many yesterdays have become too few tomorrows.
Too many happy nights have become this morning's sorrows.

Forward, forever forward - the future is in the past.
Leaving me scared of my memory.
Of you. Of you.

And the emotion is one of sadness.
I no longer feel our gladness
I feel senselessness from madness.
Love true. Love through.

Too many yesterdays have become too few tomorrows.
Too many happy nights have become this morning's sorrows.

Forward, forever forward - time goes marching on.
Forward, forever forward - time goes marching on.
Forward, forever forward - time goes marching on.
Forward, forever forward - time goes marching on.
Forward, forever forward - time goes marching on.