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The Time Has Come
(12/16/1966 / Georgia)

The Time Has Come

It is impossible to believe, all I have is your memory.

Every thought of you brings loneliness,
Every prayer seems hopeless,
Every memory a reminder, I am alone.

Will the sun rise come morning?
Will the rainbow show through the storm?
Will the birds sing joyful songs once more?

I feel like I am drowning,
I keep coming up for air,
Trying to get a breath without choking on despair.
I am waiting for my rescue,
Hope it reaches me in time.
The joy that use to keep me afloat is just so hard to find.

A part of me went with you, when you choose to go,
The life we had, the love we shared, few have ever known.

We faced our toughest times together, holding back the tears,
Being strong for one another, hiding our darkest fears.

Will the sun rise come morning?
Will the rainbow show through the storm?
Will the birds sing joyful songs once more?

I feel like I am drowning,
I keep coming up for air,
Trying to get a breath without choking on despair.
I am waiting for my rescue,
Hope it reaches me in time.
The joy that use to keep me afloat is just so hard to find.

I know you believed your choice, was the only way...
To ease your heart and free yourself from all the pain.

If only I could turn back time, before your choice was made,
I might of have the chance to make you want to stay.

Will the sun rise come morning?
Will the rainbow show through the storm?
Will the birds sing joyful songs once more?

I feel like I am drowning,
I keep coming up for air,
Trying to get a breath without choking on despair.
I am waiting for my rescue,
Hope it reaches me in time.
The joy that use to keep me afloat is just so hard to find.

The hardest thing for me to do, is to let you go.
You were my life, my best friend....all I've ever known.

Even though you are not with me in an earthly form,
You are with me in spirit, free of pain, you now soar.

You will always be a part of me, close to my heart,
But the time has come, for my new life to start.

The sun WILL rise come morning!
The rainbow WILL show through the storm!
The birds WILL sing joyful songs once more!

So, now, my Love, for a time we must part;
though you will forever be close to my heart...
Until we are together again this new life I must start.

The sun 'WILL' rise come morning!
The rainbow 'WILL' show through the storm!
The birds 'WILL' sing joyful songs once more!

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Comments (1)

As much as we don't feel it helps..........time really does help with the healing. Writing as you do is also a wonderful way of letting things out. Take care. sincerely, Mary