Time, he’s waiting in the wings.

I’m counting out time, got the whole thing down by numbers.

How very special are we to have on our family tree Mother Earth and Father Time.

Spoilers within

I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will.

Time will heal all the hate, all in good time.

It’s 8:15, and that’s the time that it’s always been.

There was a time, a storm that blew so pure.

It’s the first time, the last time we ever met.

Time was still, but hours must really have rushed by.

I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive.

* When I was around 2 years old, I spun around while dancing to Star Search and hit my head against the family’s wooden TV stand. I have a lovely eyebrow scar to prove it.