Who can say
that its the end
when lovers cease to be friends?
Its not time...
Who can say
that it is dawn
When the sun all but sets upon the lawn?
Its not time...
Who can say
which is that place
Where love gets caught in a warm embrace?
Could it be the heart?
Who can say
where that would be
where hope waltzes to the tune of tragedy?
Could it be the heart?
And who can say
where the road goes,
Where the day flows?Only time...
Who can say when the roads meet,
That love might be,
In your heart....
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