In the corner of my eye, I can see the image of how my life used to be
All of time is passing by far too quickly, and I cannot clip its wings
And as another chapter of my life comes to a close, I can only turn the page
And pick up where I left off and only look forward always look forward
Thanking God for all my yesterdays
The fabric of my life is gently woven from the spindles of my past
Every needle, every thread has made me who I am and every single one will last
And as another window of my life comes to a close, I can see an open door
And pick up where I left off and only look forward always look forward
Thanking God for all my yesterdays
Even though the past has passed there's nothing lost, there's nothing lost
So pick your head up off the ground
All the memories will last and they can't take that, they can't take that
This just means that there is so much more to be found!
The fabric of my life is gently woven from the spindles of my past