Time = Fate
Cook Craig
It’s always in between the lines you thought you read
The time and distance, keyhole, needle through the thread
I can’t help but be sad sometimes
Talk to me, see what’s on my mind
If I could step backwards somewhere into the past
I’d relive that great party where we had a blast
Pondering things in the past makes you blind
Look ahead, you’ll not waste your
Time mends furrowed brows
I can’t help but thinking now
Back here, I’ll wait
Please, don’t let the past be my, fate
It takes two cats to enjoy a cool jamboree
It takes three to remember that one differently
Memory’s a fog, it gets thicker with time
Look at the clock, its hands read the
Time mends furrowed brows
I can’t help but thinking now
Back here, I’ll wait
Please don’t let the past be my