This Time – George Nozuka

The sun rises again
And forms a new day, and still, I feel
The same, a child laughs
At my fall, when will I see the fall
As funny
‘Cause my world keeps falling down
And I can’t keep picking up the pieces

Give me your hand
Give me your touch
Give me your love
That I cherish
Where are those eyes?
Where is your spirit?
‘Cause I need it
To get through this
This time

Ooh-ooh, I feel the wind
And ooh, I feel the sorrow
But I miss to see
The hope in my tomorrow
The sun sets
The moon rises
It starts getting cold
And I feel he comfort in it

Give me your hand
Give me your touch
Give me your love
That I cherish
Where are those eyes?
Where is your spirit?
‘Cause I need it
To get through this
This time
This time
This time
This time

‘Cause my world keeps falling down
And I can’t keep picking up the pieces

The sun rises again