His clothes were torn and tattered
with sandals on his feet.
And I stopped to help him
He said, I love you so much,
But things of this world,
And time has a way of turning us old
And time can be bought back
And he said to me, let's rest for a while,
for I have some good news
to share with you, child.
That a dear Savior died here
Silver and gold died by you at home
But things of this world,
And time has a way of turning us all
And time can be bought back
His eyes, they shone like diamonds,
and his smile was heaven -sent,
his hair was long and flowing,
and his back was slightly bent,
Wish you can live in a world
where you'll never grow old
And things can't be bought there
No time can be bought back