She's packing her bags, all her soft things And tomorrow...she'll be gone I'm racking my brain...searching my soul For a way to right all my wrongs I've got so much to lose.... She's one of a kind.... 'So much to do... And so little time... But, I've got today... That's all that counts Twenty four hours of grace To turn a lifetime around To make sure she hears The things I didn't say I'll need forever.... But, I've got today So I'll take a walk, down to the corner With a prayer and my phone Then I'll make those calls, I should have made Those times, she was all alone When she hears my voice She may hang up I've got nothing but time And a heart full of love... And I've got today That's all that counts....... Twenty four hours of grace To turn a lifetime around........... Protected by copyright All rights reserved