Time is time my sweet love,
Ill never ask again.
Time is time my sweet love,
It has a beginning and an end.

Perhaps untrue for a shining star,
but nearer to where you and I are,
time is time my sweet love...
and we'll never be closer than far.

If I could breathe in vacuous space,
or shed my skin like a snake,
I'd not concern with ribbon and lace,
nor pay any mind to the heart you break.

Still time is time my sweet love,
the winds carry away your laughter,
time is time my sweet love,
and happily always comes after.

When the story was told to me as a child,
the princess was a beauty with temper mild,
but she would be dead waiting for a kiss on her head,
I would rather compose my own story instead.

Time is time my sweet love,
I bid thee farewell, and adieu,
Time is time my sweet love,
No one said this to me before you.