A hare is just an animal
Of limited desires
Some corn, some wheat, some rye
To feed the kids, to build a camp
To nibble on a straw
And no time to die
Cause time waits for no one
Before you go on
I will be late for Christmas Eve
No Sunday roast for me
I tell you goodbye
I’ve got no time stop for grief
I’m head over heels
And no time to die
Cause time waits for no one
Before you go on
You must hold on
To whom you hold dear