Journey - Precious Time Lyrics

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I was captured by the light of a wayward smile
When she said to me, "Move slowly son and touch the sky
Very soon you'll see, ooh, how precious time placed it's hand on me
Ooh, how precious time, how it rescued me"

See the line of sight inside your mind, but from where I don't know
And the tales that are left behind, left for all to grow
Ooh, precious time placed its hand on me
Ooh, precious time, how it rescued me
Ooh, how it rescued me, how it rescued me

Ooh, there's a place in time not far from here, a place we all could see
So if you're lookin' for a better day, touch the sky and see
Oh, precious time placed its hand on me
Oh, precious time, how it rescued me

Be the soldiers for your lives my friends, fight for all to see
It's the only way to catch the sun, it's the only way you'll see
Oh, how precious time placed its hand on me, yeah precious time
How it rescued me, baby, baby it rescued me

Oh, there's a place in time not far from here, a place we all could see
So if you're lookin' for a better day, touch the sky and see
Oh, precious time placed its hand on me
Oh, precious time, ooh how it rescued me, me
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