Time Flies ©

Night comes fast the daylight gone,
the day goes so fast it will soon be morn.
My waking hours in toil are so much used,
no time to entertain or keep amused.
Oh were there more hours in the day,
then more time would I have to while away.
Oh from work I ache my body tires,
Welcome I the day that I retire.
Then time would I have to make plans,
to visit all those strange exotic lands.
Then surely will be time again to say,
there is not enough hours in my day.