(Spoken Intro) You know, time... it's a funny thing, ain't it? Sometimes it flies by like a mockingbird in a summer wind. Other times... well, other times it feels like molasses in January. Especially when you're missin' someone. This one's about that kind of time... (Verse 1) Sunrise paints the kitchen gold, coffee steams, the story told, Of minutes tickin' slow and deep, secrets that the shadows keep. Time is elusive, a whisper in the breeze, A bittersweet symphony rustlin' through the trees. Each second stretches, long and thin, waitin' for your touch again. (Chorus) Time is something, I'd love for you to spend with me, Underneath the old oak tree, wild and truly free. Time is running, running day by day, minute by minute, And it sucks without you in it, ain't no way to spin it. (Verse 2) Hour by hour, the clock on the wall, echoes in this empty hall. Time without you, is never sweet, but sour, a wilting flower. Every tick a heavy beat, a lonely rhythm on the street. Days drag on, a hazy blur, longin' for your gentle purr. (Chorus) Time is something, I'd love for you to spend with me, Underneath the old oak tree, wild and truly free. Time is running, running day by day, minute by minute, And it sucks without you in it, ain't no way to spin it. (Bridge) Time is something that is full of Dismay, when you're so far away. But time with you, chases shadows from the blue, For the only dismay I feel, are times without you upon this rock, this love we can't unlock. (Outro) Time will soon see fit again, like a river bend, So that we may be in each other's arms once more, upon this loving shore. Yeah, time will turn, a lesson learned, until then, my heart will yearn.
