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Michael John Montgomery Time Flies

left in the afternoon Chorus Time flies these eyes Have seen the glory of the morning Turn into a silent night I've lived a million moments in the time

the time All those precious years that you were mine all mine I know He's a busy man He'll help me if He can So when I talk to God I thank Him for the time

Baby you got my attention Even in this crowded room They can talk but I ain't listening 'Cause my eyes are on you watching your move It's like it's just

You found your wings Then you flew away from me Winds whisper your name Through the skies of my memory Chorus Fly on, fly on sweet angel Fly on and

I don't go to church as much as I should I ain't been to see my maman as often as I could I've been partyin' too much and stayin' out too late And according

This little lady down in Texas tight tank top and a tan Rockin' True Religion britches drinking beer in a can She was too hot to two-step I was too dumb