PASSENGES

MISS SARAJEVO

Is there a time for keeping your distance. a time to turn your eyes away?
Is thera a time for keeping your head down, for getting on with your day?
Is there a time for Kohl and lipstick, a time for cutting hair?
Is there a time for haigstreet shopping. to find the righ dress to wear?
Here she comes. Heads turn around. Here she comes to take here crown.
Is there a time to run for cover, a time for kiss and tell?
Is there a time for different colours, different names you find it hard to spell?
Is there a time for first communion, a time for East 17? Is there a time to turn to Mecca.
Is there a time to be a beauty queen?. Here she comes. Beauty plays the clown.
Here she comes, surreal in her crown. Dice che il fiume trova la via al mare.
Che come fiume, come fiume. L'more giunguera, l'more. E non so pi' pregare.
E nell'more non so pi' sperare. E quell'more non so pi' aspettare.
Is there a time for tying ribbons, a time for christmas trees?
Is there a time for laying tables, when the night is set to freeze.