Who lives forever anyway?

Everything’s good,
Everything’s fine,
Then why do I feel my heart breaking?
This small heart of mine.

Happy faces,
Time ‘s passing fast,
What nostalgia becomes me
as I gaze at the past.

Small grains of sand,
trickling through your fingers,
slipping from your hands,
no matter how hard you hold on to them,
they’re gone.

And with every grain of sand
a tear falls,
for a time which will never return,
A time you want to hold forever…
but who lives forever anyway?