Françoise Hardy - Time's passing by

The days and weeks just pass me by
And just like you I let them fly
Time's growing tired, I'm growing old
Time's passing by, or so I'm told

Those days when you are feeling low
Nowhere to run, nowhere to go
Nights without love, no-one to hold
Time's passing by, or so I'm told

But if someone would take my hand
Perhaps they'd make me understand

Someone would come like in a dream
To show me what I've never seen
To teach what I've never known
And tell me what a day can mean
But no-one comes to change the scene

My body's tired, I'm feeling cold
The nights grow long, the day is old
Time's passing by, or so I'm told