I Peter 4:3

Words and Music by Bob Hartman



Do you ever think about the ways you're getting older?

You sit around and realize your heart is colder

There'll come a time you'll think your youth is almost over

Where did it go, you'll never know so you'll just wonder



Did you ever want to turn the hands of time back to your childhood?

Back to the time you had it made, you had it so good

What would it take to see mistakes before they happen?

What would you do with all the choices that you made then?



It's just a matter of time

It'll all be over (And it makes you wonder)

It's just a matter of time

Better think about it (How did it go so fast?)

It's just a matter of time

You know you're gettin' older

It's just a matter of time



You sit around, you're all alone, the party's over

You think about it all again, your thoughts are sober

You waste away another day and then it happens

You're old and grey, you dream away about your past sins



God has a plan worth listening to

Not built on sand that is sifting through

It's not too late for redeeming the time