Flying Hour

All through my life I’ve been hearing
All about those good old days
It makes no diff’rence
What was or what may be
The past it is gone
The future may not be at all
The present improve the flying hour
Some people look into the future
They’re hoping that they’ll see better days
It’s such a sweet thought
It’s something that could be but
The past it is gone
The future may not be at all
The present improve the flying hour
What was and what may be
Is not here, it is not clear to me
Right now is the one thing
That I can feel, the one thing real to me
Uh-uh, uh-uh
So as you sit back to remember
That which you cannot recall
It makes no diff’rence
What was or what may be
The past it is gone
The future may not be at all
The present improve the flying hour
It makes no diff’rence
What was or what may be
The past it is gone
The future may not be at all
The present improve the flying hour
Uh-uh, uh-uh
The past it is gone
The future may not be at all
The present improve the flying hour