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TIME MARCHES ON
WRITTEN BY
NEIL SEDAKA /
HOWARD GREENFIELD
Time marches on, mountains may turn to dust,
The world outside may crumble and fall.
This love that we share won't be touched by the hands of time,
It will last 'til the sands of time have withered away.
Time marches on, oceans may disappear,
But my love for you won't ever change.
Though time may go, our love will grow
And last from day to day.
While time marches on
Our love is here to stay.
Time marches on, mountains may turn to dust,
The world outside may crumble and fall.
This love that we share won't be touched by the hands of time,
It will last 'til the sands of time have withered away.
Time marches on, oceans may disappear,
But my love for you won't ever change.
Though time may go, our love will grow
And last from day to day.
While time marches on
Our love is here, our love is here to stay.
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