The Hands Of Time

I can talk about it now, now that the storm has gone

I know the hurt lingers on, back then I couldn't stop, 'cos I did not know how

Maybe someday you'll look back with the understanding why we do the things we do

It's always easier to see when your soul has grown and time sets you free

Oh I wish that I could turn back the hands of time

Oh I wish that I could stop start over again

Oh I wish that I could turn back the hands of time

'Cos it's only now that I can understand

Where I went wrong

I was searching for myself, though I did not know it at the time

You had put your faith in me, but my feet were barely on the ground

Maybe someday we'll sit and talk

'Bout the things we did and what we didn't do

It will be easier to see

When your pain has flown and time sets you free