Some come early,
and some come late
Some hold back
and some can't wait
Some have nightmares
and some have dreams
Life's not always what it seems.
Don't want to know
about the chains
That still hold you.
Don't want to hear
about the games
That we Play.
I want to know just who I am
And where I stand
and who will hold
My hand if once again
I find my life in disarray.
Don't want to know about
the final solution
I'm in no hurry to find it out
What comes next.
Heaven can wait.
Some come early,
and some come late
Some hold back
and some can't wait
Some have nightmares
and some have dreams
Life's not always what it seems.
Don't want to know
about the dreams
That still haunt you.
Don't want to know
about the lives
That We've lived
Don't want to know
what's on you mind
Or how you find the time
to separate the
Truth from fiction, when we
go our separate ways.
Heaven can wait.