I never know their names
But I smile just the same
New faces, strange places
Most everything 
I seeBecomes a blur to me
And I'm wasted because
The fast pace is too much
Here at the final push to the sum
If my old life is done
Then what have 
I become?What have 
I become?Every now and then
The memories creep in
A breeze and blue skies
The trees and you and 
IBut that old life is done
I guess that 
I've moved on
To new faces and strange places
Here at the final push to the sum
If my old life is done
Then what have 
I become?What have 
I become?What have 
I become?What have 
I become?What have 
I become?...