"If I could Turn Back the Handz of Time"

May 22, 2008 - Thursday

"If I could turn back the hands of time" lyriczzzzzzz
Current mood: creative


How did I ever let you slip away
Never knowing I'd be singing this song some day
And now I'm sinking, sinking to rise no more
Ever since you closed the door

If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd still be mine
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then darlin' you, you'd still be mine

Funny, funny how time goes by
And blessings are missed in the wink of an eye
Ohh Why oh why oh why should one have to go on suffering
When every day I pray please come back to me

If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd, you would be mine
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd, still be mine

And you had enough love for the both of us
But I, I, I did you wrong, I admit I did
But now I'm facing the rest of my life alone, whoa

If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd, you would be mine, whoa
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd, still be mine

Ohh I'd never hurt you (If I could turn back)
Never do you wrong (If I could turn back)
And never leave your side (If I could turn back)
Turn back, the hands (the hands)

There'd be nothing I wouldn't do for you (If I could turn back)
Forever honest and true to you (If I could turn back)
If you accept me back, in your heart, (If I could turn back the hands)
And I love you

Whoa (If I could turn back)
That would be my will (If I could turn back)
Darlin' I'm begging you to take me by the hands (If I could turn back the hands)

I'm going down, yes I am (If I could turn back)
Down on my bended knee, yeah (If I could turn back)
And I'm gonna be right there until you return to me, whoa (If I could turn back the hands)


If I could just turn back that little clock on the wall (If I could turn back)
Then I'd come to realize how much I love you (If I could turn back)
Love you. Love you. Love you (If I could turn back the hands)





Time....something I don't have. Something I can't control like a remote. I'm a slave to time and its powers of healing and destruction. For there is a set and appointed time for everything in God's Plan. That Master Plan that, for the most part, we can’t understand. Sometimes to see the Power we have to get ourselves in something WE can't get ourselves out of. You have to learn to wait and LET GOD. It's so hard. We can’t turn back the hands of time but we sure do try. Hope for a kindling of love where there was once a towering inferno. Tears put that fire out long ago. In the end time just keeps on trekking without any signs you are coming along. You don’t get a choice.

It's this seeming lack of options that makes the situation appear so desperate. Time can’t be changed so hope MUST be lost, right. As we say in the Dirty: "SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT, man HELL naw". Damn right. It ain't over. As a matter of fact the WORD even calls us (g)ods.

Maybe that's where the brothas in the NY got "What up god" from when they greet each other lol Big Ups to the NY yo

You guys keep ur heads up til we figure out how to stop hurtin each other AIGHT!!

Your brother,

Quorizzzzzzzma....