If only we had the time
We would dance the steps of lust.

If only we had the time
We would sing the songs of ardor.

If only we had the time
We would paint the daubs of desire.

If only we had the time.
These words are sad and drear.

Our steps would stir our souls
As we whirled into ecstasy.

Our songs would melt our hearts
As we caroled words of love.

Our daubs would thrill our minds
As we limned our dreams of joy.

Our touches would join our lives
If only we had the time.