Blessed are the ones who cannot find the time
They roll around the sand until they find a way
Well it's the kind of play that keeps you hangin' round
See a field before you and it's time to run
Across that line, I'll be there...
It's not a matter of time
Bell's will ring the chicken crows across the sky... cockle doodle doo
The lead is warm the ink is smeared no time to stray
The paper's just a blotter for your tangled thoughts
You'll weave around the subject, till you find a page
Last page you're on, I'll be there
Time to Break this song, I'll be there
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Blessed are the ones who cannot find the time
They roll around the sand until they find a way
Well it's the kind of play that keeps you hangin' round
See a field before you and it's time to run
Across that line, I'll be there...
It's not a matter of time
Bell's will ring the chicken crows across the sky... cockle doodle doo
The lead is warm the ink is smeared no time to stray
The paper's just a blotter for your tangled thoughts
You'll weave around the subject, till you find a page
Last page you're on, I'll be there
Time to Break this song, I'll be there
They roll around the sand until they find a way
Well it's the kind of play that keeps you hangin' round
See a field before you and it's time to run
Across that line, I'll be there...
It's not a matter of time
Bell's will ring the chicken crows across the sky... cockle doodle doo
The lead is warm the ink is smeared no time to stray
The paper's just a blotter for your tangled thoughts
You'll weave around the subject, till you find a page
Last page you're on, I'll be there
Time to Break this song, I'll be there
Writer: Adam Berardo, Paul Glaser
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid