I've asked myself that question over and over again... Can't seem to figure it out...
'it's time, time, time, that you love"
is time the object of the love, or is it time to start loving?
Maybe it's about the passing of years, time, and how everything seems to be going in live, bad an miserable and loveless, and it's time to start loving, and it's also time that's the object of love, because time keeps passing.
Me too! I can't figure it out. When I was younger I always assumed that it was time to start loving, but now I'm older I've started to suspect the former. Part of me thinks he's done it on purpose, you know what he's like :P
Me too! I can't figure it out. When I was younger I always assumed that it was time to start loving, but now I'm older I've started to suspect the former. Part of me thinks he's done it on purpose, you know what he's like :P
I've asked myself that question over and over again... Can't seem to figure it out... 'it's time, time, time, that you love" is time the object of the love, or is it time to start loving? Maybe it's about the passing of years, time, and how everything seems to be going in live, bad an miserable and loveless, and it's time to start loving, and it's also time that's the object of love, because time keeps passing.
Me too! I can't figure it out. When I was younger I always assumed that it was time to start loving, but now I'm older I've started to suspect the former. Part of me thinks he's done it on purpose, you know what he's like :P
Me too! I can't figure it out. When I was younger I always assumed that it was time to start loving, but now I'm older I've started to suspect the former. Part of me thinks he's done it on purpose, you know what he's like :P