Comes a Time
Comes a time, nothing’s worth nothing any more, and you hear the hounds, barking at your door. Comes a time, you gotta stand a little taller, when your feeling small, up against the wall. Comes a time, you’re un-alone but lonely in your mind.
Comes a day, seems there’s no more use in fighting, and you’re feeling old, left out in the cold. Comes a night, lord the past keeps coming back to haunt you, though you’re offering, you can’t change a thing. Comes a time, you’re un-alone but you’re lonely in your mind.
When your wishes turn to water, and your dreams have turned to sand, you wonder why you never lived your life the way you’d always planned. When the road behind you is blocked and you can’t see what’s ahead and the only voice that’s making sense is the voice inside your head.
Comes a time, you feel you’re bound to crack. When you face the truth there’s no turning back. Comes a time, you’re un-alone but you’re lonely in your mind.