And when my time comes,
when rust will cover me,
come sit down beside me
so that I can be with You alone.
Sit down with me close, hand in hand,
pick your words like daffodils.
And tell the story of our relationship
so I can live through it again.
Speak of my path in the fog,
when the sand pulled me in,
when I didn’t have strength,
to still fight through the day.
Speak of my struggles through the years,
when You gave me your hand.
And I raised up my shadow,
so it could stand beside yours.
Everything has its time,
and the cycle of life repeats.
When sometime I depart from here,
don't take offense at my death.
Da, da, dam, da, da, dam, da, da, da, da, da, dam (x 4)
And when my time comes,
when rust will cover me,
You’ve got to believe that once again
we'll run to the pond.
Wait for some kind of sign.
Be patient like paper.
I plead among the clouds,
to sometimes be able to visit You.
Everything has its time,
and the cycle of life repeats.
When sometime I depart from here,
don't take offense at my death.
Everything has its time,
and the cycle of life repeats.
When sometime I depart from here,
don't take offense at my death.
Da, da, dam, da, da, dam, da, da, da, da, da, dam (x 8)