get outta here
or stay
it´s all in your hands now
I won´t hold no grouches
either way
it´s entirely up to you
the myth
the legend
the one we always followed
found lifeless this morning
dangling from a tree
now, where all in mourning
it´s time
to bet on a better horse
it´s time
to play on a different course
it´s time
to take back time
once and for all
it´s time to be free
christmas came early this year
leaving us all stunned
beyond belief
giving us memories
and images never before
felt or seen by the human race
ever before
is it worth it
you may ask yourself
would you rather be without it
you may think
why doesn´t the glass
hold more than you can drink
is it really worth it
you don´t know
hold on
through it all
I promise you
I´m the same
the same I was
when I first came
into your life
many a moon ago
I love the rain
although it drives you insane
water to the thought
that one day
`ll grow into a solution
to get us all
outta wherever we
don´t belong
it´s time
