John Stuart - Tripping Lyrics

I'm tripping over the days that make up every week
I've tried to find my feet, but that's a hopeless dream
I'll wake from soon enough

I'm tripping over the months, the seasons pass me by
And suddenly I find I never took the time
To smell the flowers in spring

I'm tripping over the years, and adding up the time
That I let slip by, I could have called it mine
And never will get back

But nothing really trips me up
Like trying to find the words
To say what's on my mind
Things I'd want you to have heard

Although I know there's only so many days
And so many ways in which
To say them to you