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• Artiste: Christopher Denny
• Titre: Time
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I was sitting with an old friend of mine When suddenly his face turned into a page of my life And I reckoned I should move on down the line Take myself a look at this thing they call time When I returned he asked, where did you go to without a trace What did you see and what did you hear? And was it what you expected to find On your journey through time. Oh time, time, time Ain't it funny how it controls my life You see I might not ever die If it was not for time I replied, "You know man, the shadow's on the ground Tunnels into my past I'd care not to go down." And the Lord he was still on my side I could see him in the trees and the sky But I couldn't stop thinking bout Time, time, time Ain't it funny how it controls my life You see I might not ever die If it was not for time All the houses that I passed by the lives that i could choose Different journeys that I could try All the people they're approachable they had nothing to lose Cause they did not care about time Oh time, time, time Ain't it funny how it controls my life You see I might not ever die If it was not for time Well, I got back home and I had this empty feeling inside I had a burning desire Me and my friend finally put a finger on what it was It was the need to rid myself of time Oh time, time, time Ain't it funny how it controls my life You see I might not ever die if it were not for time