I've been thinking about ky
Grandma's cooking feels the morning air
Blue birds are picking at the berries
Ole man johnson's laying on his horn
If I could turn back time
I'd be there now
In a field on a plow
But time moved on

Melody
Time moved on
Nothing stayed the same
Like the shooting stars
Across the sky everything changes
From the wheat cut fields
To the city walk lights
All across the nation
To every walk of life
To every little sleepy town
Time moved on

I remember clear mountain mornings
Sunsets by the lake
Feet in the water
Breeze blowing
The touch of your imbrace
If I could turn back time
I'd be there now
But time moved on

Time moved on
Nothing stayed the same
Like the shooting stars
Across the sky
Everything changed
From the wheat cut fields
To the city walk lights
All across the nation
To every walk of life
To every sleepy little brown
Time moved on