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Hours
To Minutes
Woman there must be some thing wrong, Tell me whats goin
on
Just one hour of lovin, and the dusk is greeting the dawn
And that watch I laid downs, not to tightly wound
And in need of repair
Cause the second hand, moves much faster than, the one I use to wear
CHORUS
Cause woman your love, turns thee hours to minutes
Somehow your touch, turns that week to a day
And if I seem restless, Oh its just because
I never ran short on time before
And with forever" just doesnt seem like "forever"
anymore
Old man time must be steeling me blind
I account for the loss and growing younger with time
Just doesnt hold with what Ive been taught
So tell me my dear, if you feel what I fear
Weve not a minute to waste
Cause thee only time that seems half in line
Are the seconds that youre away
(REPAT CHORUS) |
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