Almost out of adolescence and into a world we didn’t know
Not necessaryly love but in trouble with a fire down below
Looking back for a feeling it’s just something far away and long ago
I can still recall the name but she’s really someone I don’t even know
But she was right for the time
She was right for the time but time has a way of moving on I do recall a gypsy lady and a younger man in over his head
I was her believer taken in by every loving word she said
It was there for the first time the sweet and the bitter taste of love
When you’re young and alive too much never seems to be enough
It seems the young and the innocent are drawn like a moth to a flame
To the wild and the reckless believing they are one in the same
She never found a way to separate the good from the bad
And she never understood that love was all we ever really had
She was right for the time but time has a way of moving on With her eyes on tomorrow one day she turned around and I was gone
I’d have to say in a way she just might be better off alone
She was right for the time but time has a way of moving on