You might believe, and still you feel the chase has just begun; That you must reach that horizon before the setting of the sun. You chase the light in front of you, nightfall close behind; If you stop to catch your breath, You know what you will find. (Chorus) Don`t slow down don`t touch the ground, You know what you will find; That old grey man in tattered clothes following behind. No time to stop, don`t go to sleep, prepare to pay the cost. The hours and minutes are passing by, another day is lost. Impatience is a virtue, catch me if you can. The seconds have been ticking by since your life began.