Another Time, Another Place
John C Scialdone
Hands of time
How I wish
They were mine
Take hold
Of a moment or two
Get lost in you
Another time
Another place
To reach out
For your hand
To reach out
For your face
Another time
Another place
I look to the sky
I just ask why
Why does it have
To be this way
And so I pray
Another time
Another place
I'm longing for
That sweet embrace
Another time
Another place
No more circumstance
For us to blame it on
Just a second chance
To turn it on
Regret still burns
Inside of me
I've got to know
Were we meant to be