Not My Time

I auditioned to be a star
In all my ambition I knew I’d go far
Farthest I got was 49
They said it wasn’t my time

A fortune-teller assessed my hand
And then shook her head as I told her my plans
Told me my planets weren’t aligned
She said it’s not my time

I imagine all the many things I could do
But then I go and try and see them through

There I was knocking on death’s door
When death opened up and asked me what for
Told me I had to wait in line
He said it’s not your time

Thought I could model, live the high life
But on my way up got cut off at 5
They said unless you get to 5’9”
Maybe it isn’t your time

I fancied dancing, I loved a beat
And then I discovered my two left feet
That left me to the conga line
Maybe it’s not my time

(Maybe it was!)

I wish you could see how well I do all these things
But the only time I do it is in my dreams

I adored you, I made you laugh
Those things amounted to nearly a half
Half of your heart won’t make you all mine
You said it’s not our time, dear
I guess it’s not my time