it’s just a matter of time, (matter of time),
until the night turns into day,
before the winter yields the stage and we have Spring,
and in a matter of time, (matter of time),
the sky revolves from blue to gray,
so the rain can fall and wash off everything,
I believe: don’t waste your wishes,
you’ve got 3, use them well,
you and me, we’re not the biggest fishes,
but we’ve got tales to tell,
it’s just a matter of time, (matter of time),
until true lovers take their vows,
and they find out what they’ve got themselves into,
and in a matter of time, (matter of time),
their kids will all go off to school,
where the notes they pass will start that dance anew,
I believe: don’t waste your wishes,
you’ve got 3, spread them out,
you and me, we’re not the biggest fishes,
in this small pond of a town,
tell you what I’ve been thinking,
call it a hunch or inkling,
but it’s backed up by every cookie fortune that I read,
change is the only constant,
whether we like it or not,
and if you don’t like it, close your eyes and count to 3..
‘cause in a matter of time, (matter of time),
they’ll spread our ashes on the ground,
yeah, maybe then we’ll settle down & take things loose,
it’s just a matter of time, (matter of time),
before our children have to deal
with a world still trying to heal from our abuse,
to repeat: don’t waste your wishes,
you’ve got 3, so take your time,
you and me, we’re not the biggest fishes,
but I think we’ll be fine, I think we’ll be fine,
it’s just a matter of time, (matter of time),
before the night turns into day,
and it’s a mater of time, (matter of time),
until the winter yields the stage,
in a matter of time, (matter of time),
the sky revolves from blue to gray to blue to gray…
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