Time flies tomorrow But it ain't made a move yet Time flies tomorrow And tomorrow will make a day since we've met
Your heart sings a feeling It don't ache but baby it's gonna Swing from the ceiling Break like a pinata Break like a whitecap In the sand you shiver With eyes like two hubcaps At the bottom of the river
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Your hands are like an ovation An uncertain work of art I sometimes grow impatient Gonna tear me apart Ain't no time for crying As you stand and deliver All my thoughts of dying Are silenced by your river
Time flies tomorrow And time flies since we met Time flies tomorrow (and tomorrow isn't here) Yeah, time flies since we met
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