<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=86536" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Its My Time</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Red sun settin on the road behind her<br>A hundred miles out of her hometown<br>Drops a quarter in a beat up pay phone<br>Listens to it rattle on down<br>Voice as cold as the phone shes holding<br>The connects way too clear<br>Hes yelling wheres my dinner<br>Shes too far gone to care<br>She says listen here<br>Theres a time to stand and the time is now or never<br>A time to fly, time to let go forever<br>A time to grow, and a time to discover<br>Life is precious, every second<br>Youve wasted mine and its my time<br>She puts a few more miles between them<br>He pours a distance of his own<br>Starts talking to the bottle<br>Its all that left now shes gone<br>He rages on till the national anthem<br>Comes on his tv<br>Then he looks straight at the bottle<br>And says you did this to me<br>And then he screams<br>Theres a time to stand and the time is now or never<br>A time to fly, time to let go forever<br>A time to grow, and a time to discover<br>Life is precious, every second<br>Youve wasted mine and its my time<br>Its my time, its my time, its my time<br>And the time is what you make it<br>Its my time, its my time, its my time<br>Theres a time to stand and the time is now or never<br>A time to fly, time to let go forever<br>A time to grow, and a time to discover<br>Life is precious, every second<br>Youve wasted mine and its my time</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Martina Mcbride - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=86536" data-title="Its My Time" data-description="Red sun settin on the road behind her A hundred miles out of her hometown Drops a quarter in a beat up pay phone Listens to it rattle on down Voice as cold as the phone shes holding The connects way too clear Hes yelling wheres my dinner Shes too ..."></div> </div> </div>

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