Mike Plume - The Sweet Passing of Time Lyrics

I used to be the drinking kind
But drinking never was a friend of mine
The words she whispered never did ring true
She'd leave me by the side of the road
In the middle of the night in the freezing cold
Again, in the morning, we'd start anew.

But if that was now and this was then
I'd do it all over again
So here's to the sweet passing of time.

I've always loved the sound
Of my guitar in another town
Late night coffee has it's late night charms
A little something in a coffee cup
A little something just to pick you up
A little something in a stranger's arms

But if that was now and this was then
I'd do it all over again
So here's to the sweet passing of time.

As the years go drifting by
In the cliched blink of an eye
Where would you be if not for that one turn
If I could talk to the younger me
So many things I'd ask him to see
And how wins or losses are lessons learned

But if that was now and this was then
I'd do it all over again
So here's to the sweet passing of time.

But if that was now and this was then
I'd do it all over again
So here's to the sweet passing of time.