Words and music by John Kay, Rocket Ritchotte and Michael Wilk Up early in the morning, 'bout the break of day Still huggin' that empty pillow where your baby used to lay No time to think about the past, good god, it's time for you to run Wake up your dreams will have to wait, no time for fun And so it's always wait until tomorrow, always someday Yeah, it's always sooner or later, never today Why don't you take time out, why don't you take it slow The race you run is never done, why don't you let it go Why don't you take time out, why don't you make the time When day is done, go have some fun or you'll loose your mind Rough times in the heart of paradise, another crazy day Trapped like a rat, you feel the heat while running thru the maze No time to take a look around, jump into it, push until you drop Watch out, the walls are closing in but you just can't stop And so it's always wait until tomorrow, always someday Yeah, it's always sooner or later, never today Why don't you take time out, why don't you take it slow The race you run is never done, why don't you let it go You're playin' fast and loose, you play with loaded dice But what you loose to win the golden goose, may be your life ?‚?© 1989 Black Leather Music, (BMI), Attlebrat, (BMI), Michael John Music, (BMI)