Matter of Time

Sunday was short and slow and lovely Slept in past noon, woke up, made coffee And somewhere between the sheets and shower We talked about the son and daughter That we don't have but imagined at our side Well, it's only a matter of time Sometimes my love grows disenchanted When so much she gives I take for granted But I'm well-aware that she's my compass The strawberry sun, God's grace and sweetness And when I forget, when it somehow slips my mind Well, it's only a matter of time It's a matter of time Til I break the blinders fastened to my eyes And I can see you Yeah, it's only a matter of time I found the truth inside the pattern Of furious sound and ceaseless clatter The peace in the painful search for meaning You are the myth made real this evening And a million more before the clocks unwind It's only a matter of time