crying in the night

alone just sitting there

thinking of you till it hurts

you're young

so innocent

without a care in the world

you're there but not visible

my expectations become

but do you think it's right?

and do you think it's right?

crying in the night

for crying in the night

my road was different

there's so much that you have to learn

a little hand in mine

and all the smiles and laughter is fine

wherever i'll be

land or sea

i will care for you

each day provides it's own gifts

time brings all to pass

writing comes more easily

when you've got something to say

you're young and beautiful

have no enemy but time

in time

take time

when time does last

for time is no time

when time is passed