A Question Of Time
I’ve got to get to you firstBefore they doIt’s just a question of timeBefore they lay their hands on youAnd make you just like the restI’ve got to get to you firstIt’s just a question of time
Well now you’re only fifteenAnd you look goodI’ll take you under my wingSomebody shouldThey’ve persuasive waysAnd you believe what they say
It’s just a question of timeAnd it’s running out for youIt won’t be longUntil you doExactly what they want you to
I can see them nowHanging aroundTo mess you upTo strip you downAnd have their funWith my little one
Sometimes I don’t blame themFor wanting youYou look goodAnd they need something to doUntil I look at youAnd then I condemn themI know my kindWhat goes on in our minds
It’s just a question of timeIt should be better (with you)