"Theme From The Music Box" lyrics - BOB LIND

They don't go by for nothing, these moments
They come to touch and carry you
They come like thieves or saviours
To all our streams and avenues

They won't remain forever, these feelings
They cross our lives like rainbows
And we are only stepping stones
For all our joys and sorrows

But still we try so sadly
To catch the moments in our hand
In vain to bend eternity
Until we see and understand
Understand

It won't pretend to need you, this world
And it will not hold you long
Let it make you beautiful
Let it sing you like a song
Let it make you beautiful
Let it sing you like a song