Chris Collingwood - All Kinds of Time lyrics

[Verse 1] The clock's running down The team's losing ground To the opposing defense The young quarterback Waits for the snap When suddenly it all starts to make sense [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Bridge] He thinks of his mother He thinks of his bride-to-be He thinks of his father His two younger brothers Gathered around the widescreen TV [Verse 3] 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 [Chorus] 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