Texty
Time, my love, has died
And I look to you for sight
Show, that you know me
And hold me
By your side
Stand on my shoulders
And then tell me what you see
And I know
That you'll find home
And you'll go far from here
Make me young and make me grow
Make me old and make me know
Everything that needs to show
Let me see
That you know me
And hold me
Till I find
Time, my love, for sight
Written by: Heather Andrews, Josh W Wayne
