VERSE 1 Ticking on the wall like it’s whispering my name, Moments slipping through my fingers, nothing stays the same. I trace the memories like echoes in my mind, Running after seconds that I never get to find. Every heartbeat feels like something new is turning, Every sunrise makes another lesson burning. I wish I could freeze the world just for a little while, But time keeps moving forward, mile after mile. PRE-CHORUS And I wonder if I’ll ever learn to let things go, The past is just a shadow following me slow… CHORUS Time keeps moving, even when I’m standing still, Pulling me closer to the life I’m meant to build. It breaks me, remakes me, teaches me to grow— Even when I’m scared of everything I don’t yet know. Time keeps moving; I can feel it in my bones, Carrying the stories of the places I’ve outgrown. Maybe all these seconds are a gift in disguise, A way to find myself again inside the passing skies. VERSE 2 Pages turning fast, and I can barely catch my breath, Chasing all the dreams I left hanging on the edge. People come and go like seasons in a year, Some stay forever, some just disappear. I learned that holding on too tight can make you shatter, And letting go is hard, but sometimes it’s what matters. I’m learning that the future doesn’t need to feel so far— Time is just a compass showing who we truly are. PRE-CHORUS And I’m trying to untangle everything I’ve been, Start again and let the sunlight pull me in… CHORUS Time keeps moving, even when I’m standing still, Pulling me closer to the life I’m meant to build. It breaks me, remakes me, teaches me to grow— Even when I’m scared of everything I don’t yet know. Time keeps moving; I can feel it in my bones, Carrying the stories of the places I’ve outgrown. Maybe all these seconds are a gift in disguise, A way to find myself again inside the passing skies. BRIDGE Maybe every hour is a promise not yet made, Every midnight moment is a step I’m not afraid to take. Maybe all the time I thought I lost along the way Was guiding me toward who I am today. FINAL CHORUS Time keeps moving, pulling me into the light, Turning all my worries into something that feels right. It breaks me, remakes me, shows me how to fly— And every passing moment lifts me higher to the sky. Time keeps moving, and I’m learning not to chase, Just to breathe and let it hold me in its quiet grace. Every second, every hour, every day I rise— Finding who I’m meant to be inside the hands of time.