no time!

there's no time to be unhappy!
no time to be blue

who would want to be near you
trust me, that be true

get over it little baby
cry then let it go

your heart was once a meadow
now it's turned all brown

be what you were before
the belle of the town

sometimes you can't hold a fire
for dear baby it goes out

the best way to love it
is not let it burn out

don't ask how the tigers grow
for they eat the lovely deer

for something to grow
something else must be veered

you must understand that now
for you wrote this very poem

fly and let fly; for you're an oasis
you shall never be dry