The time has told me You're rare, rare to find A troubled cure For a troubled mind And time has told me Not to ask for more Someday our ocean Will find its shore So I'll leave the ways that are making me be How I really don't wanna be I'll leave the ways that are making me love What I really don't wanna love And time has told me That you came with the dawn A soul with no footprint A rose with no thorn Your tears, they tell me There's really no way Of ending your troubles With things you can say And time will tell you To stay by my side And to keep on trying There's no more to hide I'll leave the ways that are making you be What you really don't want to be I'll leave the ways that are making you love What you really don't wanna love And time has told me That you're rare, rare to find A troubled cure For a troubled mind And time has told me Not to ask for more Well, someday our ocean Will find its shore