The clock of life is wound only once.
No man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop.
At late or early hour. Now is the only time you own.
Live, love, toil with a will.
Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still.
No man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop.
At late or early hour. Now is the only time you own.
Live, love, toil with a will.
Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still.
