oh my lucky number s been rolling all summer and when the sun shines i celebrate the beauty in life it s my duty in life cause the rhythm of change will carry on beating i ll take these blue skies however fleeting it might be too late tomorrow sometimes i get into it but others i can t stand the waiting freetime so long afternoons would go up in balloons as we killed our time just watching it die your father my son he d turn in his urn and sometimes i get into it but others i can t stand to waste it freetime allowing for some change i ll carry on mundane around the corner await simple pleasures my beautiful wife in her beautiful life to the rhythm of change we ll carry on walking the hills of glenrosa stand in our future there s beauty in life yes there s beauty in life