No, it's not raining outside tonight and there is no smoke in my eyes But it is raining within my heart...Can't you tell I'm hurtin' inside? For I am the woman, that didn't have the time to give all of my love to that loving man of mine...Sadly I watched him, as he, All alone in this world, waited for me But I was to busy, my own life to run, To take the time, be with him, see the sun...For I am the woman, that didn't have the time to give all of my love to that loving man of mine...I left him alone, broken hearted and cowered Forlorn and so lonely, and how I wish now that I'd taken the time, just a minute, an hour To tell him I loved him, as I do now...For I am the woman, that didn't have the time to give all of my love to that loving man of mine...I wander the night, in the snowy moon chill watching the moon shadow, the snow covered hill And the trees with their long velvet shapes in the moonlight they tell me, there is no escape...For me.... that woman, that didn't have the time to give all of my love to that loving man of mine ...And sadly I learned of his passing that day, broken hearted they said, his heart turned to clay...And there by his bedside, all soiled and tattered Was a print-out photo, of the woman that mattered...For I am the woman, that didn't have the time to give all of my love to that loving man of mine...And how the years, have quickly flown by, As I trudge in the snow and search the sky, For that broken hearted man, that man of mine Who loved unconditionally, The woman who didn't have the time.....(©Sam Martin 2001,0)cdn...