Time, friend to no one
No favours, no contempt 
Life, for the living
Only so many breaths you get

So you gotta move … yeah, people gotta move
If you gotta a dream, chase it
If you see a chance, take it
Cause you gotta move … Help me now

Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah … Gotta move
Yah, Yah, yah, Yah, Yah … Come on
Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah … Gotta move
Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah

All the power, all the riches
Can't save a shackled mind
Game over with a quickness
Gotta leave the past behind
Summer wind will grow colder
All seasons have to change

Everything has an order
Numbered days, we only claim … cause you gotta move
Ain't nothing you can do
Anyway you slice the pie, keep Rolling with the tide
Cause you Gotta move

Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah … Gotta move
Yah, Yah, yah, Yah, Yah … Come on
Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah … Gotta move
Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah, Yah

Written by Marshall Titus and Keith Stewart