Running on, running on empty Running on, running blind. Running on, running into the sun But I'm running behind. - Jackson Browne

'Cause I have wandered through this world
And as each moment has unfurled,
I've been waiting to awaken from these dreams.
People go just where they will,
I never noticed them until I got this feeling
That it's later than it seems.

I want to know what became of the changes
We waited for love to bring.
Were they only the fitful dreams
Of some greater awakening?
I've been aware of the time going by;
They say in the end it's the wink of an eye.

You could hold her tight
With all your might,
But she'd slip through your arms like the wind.
And be back in flight,
Back into the night,
Where you might never see her again.