There is a time and a season
for every activity under heaven
But when will it be my time to shine
my time to be pretty
my time to be happy
When will I love
when will I be loved
Time to be born, a time to die
Here I am, here I stand
waiting for time to end
A time to weep and a time to laugh
All I do is weep
can't even fake a laugh
A time to be silent, A time to speak
Silent cries scream for something more
A time to love and A time to hate
Surrounded by hate
when all I want is to love
Love like no other
When will it be my time
my time for joy
for happiness
for bliss
for the eternal sunrise.