When you have the time  You're just distraught and divine  Somewhere over that rainbow where was my pot of gold?  It doesn't exist, I've been told    Just turn around  What are you good for  I'm helpless and bound  When I'm walking through that door  I'm always holding back on your life    Some people like all of us  Are ones we cannot love and trust  Now get rid of that feeling  When we were all that we had  It's not even really that sad    Just stop (What you're doing)  And be (Always with me)  The headline reads  "The search is off"  For that… which is lost…  It's not meant to be.    When you have the time  You're never distraught and divine  Without all it I got by  You were my favorite lie