Dennis Brinson - One Minute Lyrics
I was six years old in my Daddy's chairHe came home from work, dirt everywhereHad a glove on my left, a ball in my rightAnd two or three hours of daylightDad won't you say we play some catch in the yard"Just a minute", he said, "let me check on your Mom."I sat there 'til I couldn't stand it no moreAnd when I looked up, he said, "What are you waiting for?"One minute, in a moment it's goneBut a lot can be said and a lot can be doneOne minute, a small measure of timeI wanna make the most of mine, one minuteI pulled to the front of that stately white houseWalked to the door, quiet as a mouseHer mom opened up and invited me inYes I've heard of you, she said with a grinSit in this chair while I tell her you're hereJust a minute, three words, I heard loud and clearShe danced down the stairs like a ray of the sunAnd after that night I knew she was the oneOne minute, in a moment it's goneBut a lot can be said and a lot can be doneOne minute, a small measure of timeI wanna make the most of mine, one minuteLife brings a lot of changesOur love grows deeper with timeDon't forget to smell the rosesBefore you leave it all behindI sat by her bed along with several machinesShe knew I was there, Doc what's that meanI held her hand tight, she took her last breathJust a minute, you can't have her yetOne minute, in a moment it's goneBut a lot can be said and a lot can be doneOne minute, a small measure of timeI wanna make the most of mineOne minute, in a moment it's goneBut a lot can be said, a lot can be doneOne minute, a small measure of timeI wanna make the most of mineOne minute...
