The time came and you were nowhere to be found
just as I feared when the smoke cleared you were gone
and I woke up calling “Isis” and the names of the gods that I know
I am running my fastest and it is too slow

chorus:
just give me a chance to get to the top of my game
until then
I’ll play just the same

It’s a tricky business of winning them over
when you are losing ground
and the sudden acquisition of burden and blame
I am weighed down and strained

chorus

And if the time came and I was nowhere to be found
who would you call, if you called at all, and would you call again?
you’ve been reading along in your head
I didn’t know ‘til you said it out loud
you’ve been mispronouncing my name
this state of affairs
like onion layers
tame until tried

chorus

bridge:
my perspective is shot and over-exposed
and then a sweet love was super-imposed
with the colours of both chaos and calm
and the edges aren’t eased by tincture or balm
I give you credit for the soothing background
you know I’m bound to come around
I’m bound to come around…


©2004, Music and Lyrics by Layah Jane Singer-Wilson