But there never seems to be enough time To do the things you want to do, once you find them. I've looked around enough to know That you're the one I … - Jim Croce

Like the pine trees lining the winding road,
I've got a name, I've got a name.
Like the singin' bird and the croakin' toad,
I've got a name, I've got a name.<p>And I carry it with me like my daddy did,
But I'm livin' the dream that he kept hid.<p>Movin' me down the highway, rollin' me down the highway,
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by.

But tomorrow's a dream away and today has turned to dust.
Your silver tongue has turned to clay and your golden rule to rust.
If that's the way that you want it well that's the way I want it more,
Cause there'll be one less set of footprints on your floor in the mornin'.
Oh there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor in the mornin'.

But it doesn't have to be that way;
What we had should never have ended.
I'll be dropping by today.
We could easily get it together tonight,
It's only right.