| It was a day for resting |
| It was a day for listening |
| It was a day for dreaming |
| It was a day for sleeping… |
| Then one day, she came to me, we sat alone, |
| Just her and me. |
| She looked around, she looked for comfort, |
| And all I could offer was me… |
| But I’ll find my way on my terms, |
| If you show me that you need me, it’ll be on my terms… |
| It was a time for thinking |
| It was a time for wondering |
| It was a time for hoping |
| I guess it was a time for talking. |
| We spoke awhile, about her and me, |
| We mentioned things, that we want to be. |
| I think we found it, our lives touched it, |
| I carried her away with me… |
| But I’ll find my way on my terms, |
| If you show me that you need me, it’ll be on my terms, |
| If you decide to leave it’ll be on my terms, my terms, |
| My terms, my terms, |
| it’ll be on my terms… |