UB40

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.