When you are young And building a family, You do what has to be done Anything else would be a calamity. Time is what you sell What's left over is for them. You are proud, but tired. You promised not to succumb. My time is yours, If selling it will open doors. So you give it your all, Going for dad of the year, Saving some time for your spouse I never forgot you too, my dear. It's easy when you are their hero You know what the mission is. There is never a need For you to take a pop quiz. The kids grow up You want them to soar. They need room to grow Try not to keep score. My time is yours, If selling it will open doors. So you have more time to give To the one you love. When you got married, You set no one above. There is a point When you realize Time is running shorter Selling it is not the prize. My time is yours, If selling it will open doors. One day you wake up And say, "Why am I still working?" That is when you declare, "I'm retiring, let's start planning!" That day comes when there is No requirement to get out of bed. You own your time now No more doing what you dread. You lose track of what day it is You no longer have an anchor. So now you look at time differently, Almost like an investment banker. Invest it in your spouse, Spend it with your parents. They won't be around forever Lost time has no insurance. When it comes to time, There are only withdrawals. Do not waste it, Especially on stupid quarrels. My time is yours, If you want to talk just call. Just call.
