Your time will come, sweet thing
So just ride it on for now
Years will pass like days,
You’ll see
And then
Where will you be
In an old house
In a forest
On a swing with a
Book to fill up
With life
You will not miss.
You will be
You are
What you feel inside
And I
I feel that I could be
A faithful fountain
Of passion
Shared by all
But who will really know me
And what will
My words truly mean
To you
Do you
Trouble yourself with doubt
Like me
Instead of letting time
Work it all out
Yes.
🙂