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When death comes knocking at your door,
Oblivious of your name,
You hope that time,
Bring comfort sometimes
But time is only time
Ooh so overrated at times.

When mother’s day is old and new,
Your’re planting new roses
Instead of picking roses,
Yearning for one more time or two.

And you wish, simply
That love could again occur
That life would again occur
One time too many.

When memories comes knocking at your door,
Calling out her name,
Still wandering why time,
Only bring comfort sometimes
But time is still only time
Ooh so overrated at times.

Don’t let time weight you down,
Don’t let time break you down,
Scream – Shout her name,
At times – Because time is time
Ooh so overrated at times.

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