All Kinds Of Time

The clocks running down the teams losing ground to the opposing defense the young quarterback waits for the snap when suddenly it all starts to make sense he's got all kinds of time he's got all kinds of time all kinds of time he's got all kinds of time, all kinds of time he takes a step back he's under attack but he knows that no one can touch him now he seems so at ease a strange inner peace is all that he's feeling somehow he's got all kinds of time he's got all kinds of time all kinds of time he's got all kinds of time all kinds of time he thinks of his mother he thinks of his bride to be he thinks of his father his two younger brothers gathered around the wide screen t.v. he looks to the left he looks to the right and there in a golden ray of light is his open man just like he planned the whole world is his tonight (muted) he's got all kinds of time he's got all kinds of time all kinds of time he's got all kinds of time all kinds of time