In time

Now wouldn’t it be wonderful
if everything I do,
could lead me down a leafy path
and bring me home to you.

Or thinking everyday 
that we could make each other smile.
We’d laugh, we’d cry,
we’d love ourselves,
If only for a while.

But saying life is easier
with all its ups and downs
won’t help to save 
a panicked man
who all he does is drown.

So catching hold, not letting go
of any scrap of love,
Will save this soul
from letting go
to disappear above.

Just one last thing
I have to say
B4 I pack my pen.
A better person I would be
if we could meet again.

Its not a thing one wants to hear
through sacrifice and doubt.
But mark my words
I’ll find myself
your reign will end my drought.