My time will come.

Birds will stop in their flight,

Trees won't sway, in the still night,

It's not far away, I needn't run,

It's a matter of time, my time will come.


The inner me isn't yet known,

In my present life, I'm all alone,

What other people like, isn't my concept of fun,

It's a matter of time, my time will come.


I've often lost my soul to love,

My commitment is seen by the figure above,

Yet this time I've lost, others forces have won,

It's a matter of time, my time will come.


When you love another, and you feel pure,

Where love is the ailment, and also the cure,

But your emotions are tangled, like hair in a bun,

It's a matter of time, my time will come.


I'm misunderstood, from within I'm torn,

I can't love another, unless it's my clone,

In such violent chaos, I'll simply keep mum,

It's a matter of time, my time will come

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