Sometimes . . .

Sometime the day breaks in my life
Sometime the sun shines in my life
Sometime things work right in my life
You are my sometime, you are my sometime,
You are my sometime . . .

When shackles fall from my heart
When the rocks seem to roll from my way
When I find myself open to love
You are my when, you are my when,
You are my when . . .

For the ending of being alone
For the believing in the smiles and warmth I feel
For our leavings to come back again
You are my for, you are my for,
You are my for . . .

Sometime don't come every day
When seems to never get here at all
For is the future I never could face
And you bring them all to me . . .
You are my sometime
You are my when
You are my for...ever.

*Bernice Reagon, Sweet Honey in the Rock, 1980