Time

as the face touches the screen

are you allowed to feel joy?

as the pictures imprint your heart

are you allowed to give in?

as the hand of fate hands you

a second chance full of fear and joy

will the sepia filter of loss

allow a little colour through again?

allow a little colour through again?

and time will soften all your blows

time will soothe you in your sleep

and time will gently hold you again

the day of leaving is a day

you will live each and every year

there were no more words to say

but your eyes spoke a thousand more

your eyes spoke a thousand more

and time will soften all your blows

time will soothe you in your sleep

and time will gently hold you again

and time will soften all your blows

time will soothe you in your sleep

time will wash away your guilt

time will set your joy free

and time will soften all your blows

and time will gently hold you again

hold you again