Time - Navarone

May take a lot, may take time

But satisfying pleasures fade away

May take a lot, may take time

It won’t let me go, won’t let me stray

Just let me wait

Years are wearing thin

A fading voice

But a spark within

That burns a bridge, pin by pin

Now there’s seldom time

To leave what stays

And to cross the line

To higher ground, out of the vines

And if I lose my way

If I lose myself in living day by day

Remind me then…

That it takes a lot, it takes time

And satisfying pleasures fade away

It takes a lot, take your time

Be rest assured, my friend