The time for us was never right
but even right goes dark at night
Even right goes wrong sometimes
and desperation blurs the lines
The time for us is always now
When it ends, we won’t know how
all the pieces fit in place
that scattered into empty space
The place for us is on a hill
that balances the wild and still,
that overflows its narrow banks,
and walks on weatherbeaten planks
The time for us will never end
The road is long and does not bend
With love, you cannot lose the fight
The time for us is always right
