There comes a time, when all the words you say, mean nothing any more
It's a pain you bare, and still you carry on
There comes a time, I guess this must be mine
Ah ha, Ah ha, Ah ha
There comes a time, When all the dreams you held so close, be placed up on the shelf
In an urn whose ashes still burn of the promises once deeply felt
There comes a time, I guess this must be mine
Ah ha, Ah ha, Ah ha
It's time to rise up, and feel the sunshine once again
To feel it's warm upon my face, and walk along at my own pace
It's good to feel the sunshine once again
There comes a time, when all the ideas you had rushing through your veins
Link like chains and surround you, then tighten like a young python without shame
There comes a time, I guess this must be mine
Ah ha, Ah ha, Ah ha
There is comes a time in every person's life, a time to change, or rearrange
Everything about you and your life
There comes a time I guess this must be mine
Ah ha, Ah ha, Ah ha
There comes a time, When all the words you say mean nothing any more
It's a pain you bare, but still you carry on
There comes a time, I guess this must be mine
Ah ha, Ah ha, Ah ha
Copyright Colin Coplin 1982 (updated 2023)
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