Story Behind The Song

This was written while living in Vieques in the Puerto Rican Virgins.

Lyrics

One day you'll see
Sweet things that are coming for free.
One night you'll find
Sweet love gonna stay on your mind.

If I could now I would take you there,
But all I have is this vision to share.
Maybe at least I can help you see
With just a little sweet prophecy.

Sweet time, let's prophesy.
Sweet time, won't cost a dime.
Sweet time, I ain't lyin',
Sweeter than ganja.

I've seen crying.
I've seen spirits torn from the day.
So much dying,
Worse still, all the living in pain.

But time is a story not all in vain.
You don't have to hang on that same old refrain.
I have no power to set you free,
But I can sing of sweet honesty.

Sweet time, let's speak our minds....

Don't buy into
No revolution - it won't do.
Don't wait for love.
Don't wait for gods from above.

For sweet is the smile on your own true face.
Sweet are the colors of every race.
Sweet is the love you can give for free,
Sharing the joy of sweet harmony.

Sweet time, let's prophesy.
Sweet time, won't cost a dime.
Sweet time, I ain't lyin',
Sweeter than ganja.