Sometimes I think it's passing us by
The days are like hours, hours like minutes
I'm caught up in it till I look in your eyes
And to my surprise I find there is a heaven
Timeless and real, making me feel
Free and alive
You touch me, you kiss me, and time has no meaning
I'm on a rocket to some other zone
Baby, you thrill me - whatever you're doing
Don't think of stopping until we are light-years away
All alone, cause I want to keep this
Treasure for my very own
Your talent for love
Lyrics by Lorraine Feather (?)
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