Love came to me, not a minute too soon.
Here I was on the blink of giving up.
No longer chasing what others talks so lovely about.

If luck was a blessing?
Then finding you was my pleasure.
And I'm loving you beyond various measure.
And not a minute to soon.

Something you seek with a determination.
Requires us to give it serious attention.
And not a minute too soon?

Love came
Love came
Not a minute to soon

Why should I avoid it now?