Intro: Is there a time for keeping a distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on if your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick A time for cutting hair Is there a time for High Street shopping To find the right dress to wear. Here she comes, heads turn around Here she comes, to take her crown. Is there a time to run for cover A time for kiss and tell Is there a time for different colors, 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 crown Here she comes, surreal in her crown (Pavarotti) Dici che il fiume trova la via al mare E come il fiume giungerai a me Oltre i confini e le terre assetate Dici che come fiume, come fiume l'Amore giungerà L'Amore, e non so più pregare E' nell'Amore non so più sperare E quell'Amore non so più 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.