A Second A Minute An Hour A Day.

A second a minute an hour a day

its all the same when your away

I miss you much I miss you dear

I miss you whispering in my ear.

A second a minute an hour a day

its all so different when your here to stay

time seems to stop when your having such fun

time slips away with the sun.

A second a minute an hour a day

caring so much when we’re at the bay

you look so distant in a dream

your lovely shining in the gleam.

A second a minute an hour a day

we’re at ease while our children play

love is the answer, hope is a key

pain has no place here for we are the glee.

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  • johnnydod on Mar 26, 2010

    A very nice take on time and love

  • Tina Cassello on Mar 26, 2010

    Yes, time does seem to pass too quickly when we are with a loved one and we don’t even notice it. This is very nice.

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