Time
By Donald Deschene
TIME
Time to sit around, sit around in the shade
Time means nothing, I’ve got it made
Now that your gone, I’ve got all this Time
Time in and out, of my mind
Too much Time to think about, Think about things to come
Too much Time to wonder what went wrong
Too much Time
Time to sit around, watch the rising tide
Time was always, on my side
Now moving mountains, crossing seas
Time now for, whatever I please
Too much Time to think about, Think about things to come
Too much Time to wonder what went wrong
Too much Time
Time to sit around, sit around in the sun
Lord I’m having too much fun
Time now for all, my old friends
Time for beginnings, time for ends
Too much time, to sit around, sit around in the shade
Too much time, to sit around, watch the rising tide
Too much time, to sit around, sit around in the sun
Oh Lord, what have I done
Too much time, too much time
