Time of my life
Fresh faced children with son in their eyes
Smiling in shyness to passers-by
Oh, oh
These days I see in a different light
Perhaps it's the time of my life
These days I see in a different light
Perhaps it's the time of my life
Ladies in waiting ask for a ride
They're dressed in the fashions to attract the eye
Oh, oh
Names are changing, voiced by foreign tongue
Sound more stylish than whence they begun
Oh, oh
These days I see in a different light
Perhaps it's the time of my life
These days I see in a different light
Perhaps it's the time of my life
Landscapes coloured by a different sky
Painted by hand for those who ask why
Oh, oh
These days, a different light
These days, a different light
Oh, oh
These days I see in a different light
Perhaps it's the time of my life
These days I see in a different light
Perhaps it's the time of my life