The time has told me
You're rare, rare to find
A troubled cure
For a troubled mindAnd time has told me
Not to ask for more
Someday our ocean
Will find its shoreSo I'll leave the ways that are making me be
How I really don't wanna be
I'll leave the ways that are making me love
What I really don't wanna loveAnd time has told me
That you came with the dawn
A soul with no footprint
A rose with no thornYour tears, they tell me
There's really no way
Of ending your troubles
With things you can sayAnd time will tell you
To stay by my side
And to keep on trying
There's no more to hideI'll leave the ways that are making you be
What you really don't want to be
I'll leave the ways that are making you love
What you really don't wanna loveAnd time has told me
That you're rare, rare to find
A troubled cure
For a troubled mindAnd time has told me
Not to ask for more
Well, someday our ocean
Will find its shore