They all tell me that its time...time to move on and start from scratch
Time to heal the wound, to generate a new set of memories
Time to think of better things, and to wake up to a new dream
Time to forget those nightmares, and stop being masochistic
Time to heal myself and to regenerate bonds of friendship
Time to bring back my broken trust, and to believe in love
Time to organize my life and to live it on my terms...
They all tell me its time....to heal and move on...
But I dont know
If it actually is time
Where I could forget all those hurt feelings,
And keep my aching heart on hold
If I could start afresh,
And bridge the gaping hole
If I could believe in love again
And trust others with my love
They tell me its time...but is it time I wonder.....