when i had the time

this is how it used to be
when i had the time
to let my mind wander through
whatever it might find
imagination, fantasies
flowing into rhyme
dreams to come and dreams gone by
nothing left behind
when i had the time

memories became epic conversations
between the voices deep inside my head
hopes and dreams became infinite variations
wherever imagination lead

sometimes real desires
sometimes other's fires
observations, inspirations
everything inspires

being without fear
no inhibitions allow
free creativity
have we forgotten how
or are we there right now

she was the perfection i always dreamed of
fitting every part of me so exactly
there could be no better actualized true love
and when she went away i died
rhyme cried

and memories replaced reality
fantasies replaced my sanity
she was all that i wanted to see
dreaming was the best i could do
to be the best i could be

and i came to realize
when the perfection dies
and the rhyme cries
but true love never lies

and i'd remember
when i had the time
and i can still dream
when i have the time

she is the perfection i always dreamed of
fitting every part of me so exactly
there could be no better actualized true love
i just had to close my eyes so i could see
and she never went away in my mind
she has always live in my rhyme
this is how it used to be
when i had the time

yes, this is how it used to be
when i had the time
to let my mind wander through
whatever it might find
imagination, fantasies
flowing into rhyme
dreams to come and dreams gone by
nothing left behind
when i had the time