Come a TIme (feat. Chuck Prophet, Dawn Richardson, Chris von Sneidern, Katharine Cole & Tony Marsico)

He hid from the rain in a bookstore that day The rain rolling down from his raincoat He's too sick to run and right next to the gun In his coat is a cheap Beaujolais Come a time to tear the pictures from the wall Catch a fire and watch it burn Come a time to set your dreams aside a while Come a time to come to terms She threw on an old robe over her tattered lingerie She closed all the blinds in the windows She hides just for fun yeah she hides from the sun Then she goes back to sleep for the day You got to know when to give it up give it up give it up sometime You got to stop beating a dead old dog There's gonna come a time Are you gonna be ready Nine years ago in vain I called out your name Out in the cold autumn moonlight You died all alone by the side of the road And I think I heard you're dying cries in the distant wind Come a time to tear the pictures from the wall Catch a fire and watch it burn Come a time to set your dreams aside a while Come a time to come to terms