Smokie — Time of Your Life

How many times of year have you sit down And counted your lies Walkin’ the street of despair With no surprise ‘Cos you know that my interest is growing And the time of your life is at hand And your innocence seems to be showing And your image is turning to sand Running away from yourself all the time Just cannot help Facing the truth ain’t enough Just got to face yourself Foolish vibrations you know you can’t understand Come down from the cloud And come back to the land ‘Cos you know that my interest is growing And the time of your life is at hand And your innocence seems to be showing And your image is turning to sand Would you belie problems we can share Why would you say this if I, if I didn’t really care And how many times must I tell you It’s just not the way Without you So how many times a year have you sit down How many is it at the end And if you refuse my offering Remember you just lost a friend ‘Cos you know that my interest is growing And the time of your life is at hand And your innocence seems to be showing And your image is turning to sand ‘Cos you know that my interest is growing And the time of your life is at hand And your innocence seems to be showing And your image is turning to sand