It's kind of syrupy sweet and sappy, and not at all like the cynical, faux-sophisticated, often vulgar songs that seem to be popular now. What I do know is that once upon a time, if a guy had a decent voice and could play a passable guitar, he could capture the girl of his dreams with this song.
Jim Croce.
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
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
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,
You're the one I want to go
Through time with.
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.
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,
You're the one I want to go
Through time with
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