Derma

Time may tell, and hearts may sing, Words may kill and truth may sting And love may conquer many things But derma covers all Times may change and tables turn And all that glitters may be gold And love may conquer many things But derma covers all And I say: Oh before that soul'd roll away (?), Oh before that ...(?) would (?) ... And sights may sore (?) and fists (?) may fly And beauty sleep and mirrors lie And love may conquer many things But derma covers all Too many hankies ... train (?) Too many jokes with no ... Too many almosts, too many nevers Too many hopes ... forever Too many passions too many stations Too much desire too much temptation Too many gangsters, too many raves Too many ... ... Oh, sometimes it get Oh ... Sometimes I go Ok