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| Time In A Bottle |
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| If I could save time in a bottle |
| The first thing that I'd like to do |
| Is to save every day |
| Till Eternity passes away |
| Just to spend them with you |
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| If I could make days last forever |
| If words could make wishes come true |
| I'd save every day like a treasure and then, |
| Again, I would spend them with you |
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| But there never seems to be enough time |
| To do the things you want to do |
| Once you find them |
| I've looked around enough to know |
| That you're the one I want to go |
| Through time with |
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| If I had a box just for wishes |
| And dreams that had never come true |
| The box would be empty |
| Except for the memory |
| Of how they were answered by you |
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| But there never seems to be enough time |
| To do the things you want to do |
| Once you find them |
| I've looked around enough to know |
| That you're the one I want to go |
| Through time with |
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| Words and Music by Jim Croce © 1975 |
| Atlantic Records. |
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