No, you don't know me well,
In every little thing only time will tell,
If you believe the things that I do.
And we'll see it through.

Life can be short or long,
Love can be right or wrong,
And if I choose the one
I'd like to help me through,

I'd like to make it with you
I really think that we can make it.
-Bread

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Time is of the essence.

You've come to search for me, and I'm not there.
I wait for your arrival, but you've already left.

Our paths have crossed in stillness, the scent of you, the scent of me -- still linger in the air we breathe. I feel you, you feel me. You think of me and I dream of you. I think of you and you dream of me. We're going nowhere living like this.

Still, we wait patiently for fate to place my hand in yours.