| Precious time is slipping away
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| But you’re only king for a day
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| It doesn’t matter to which God you pray
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| Precious time is slipping away
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| It doesn’t matter what route you take
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| Sooner or later the hearts going to break
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| No rhyme or reason, no master plan
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| No Nirvana, no promised land
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| Because, precious time is slipping away
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| You know you’re only king for a day
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| It doesn’t matter to which God you pray
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| Precious time is slipping away
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| Say que sera, whatever will be
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| But then I keep on searching for immortality
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| She’s so beautiful but she’s going to die some day
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| Everything in life just passes away
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| But, precious time is slipping away
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| You know she’s only queen for a day
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| It doesn’t matter to which God you pray
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| Precious time is slipping away
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| Well this world is cruel with its twists and its turns
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| But the fire’s still in me and the passion it burns
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| I love her madly 'til the day I die
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| 'Til hell freezes over and the rivers run dry
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| Precious time is slipping away
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| You know she’s only queen for a day
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| It doesn’t matter to which God you pray because |
| Precious time is slipping away
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| Precious time is slipping away
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| You know you’re only king for a day
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| It doesn’t matter to which God you pray
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| Precious time is slipping away
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| Precious time is slipping away
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| You know you’re only king for a day
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| It doesn’t matter to which God you pray because
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| Precious time is slipping away
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| Songwriter: Van Morrison |