All Kinds of Time - Fountains of Wayne

All Kinds Of TimeArtist(Band): Fountains Of WayneThe clock's running downThe team's losing groundTo the opposing defenseThe young quarterbackWaits for the snapWhen suddenly it all starts to make senseHe's got all kinds of timeHe's got all kinds of timeAll kinds of timeHe's got all kinds of timeAll kinds of timeHe takes a step backHe's under attackBut he knows that no one can touch him nowHe seems so at easeA strange inner peaceIs all that he's feeling somehowHe's got all kinds of timeHe's got all kinds of timeAll kinds of timeHe's got all kinds of timeAll kinds of time[Bridge]He thinks of his motherHe thinks of his bride-to-beHe thinks of his fatherHis two younger brothersGathered around the widescreen TVHe looks to the leftHe looks to the rightAnd there in a golden ray of lightIs his open manJust like he plannedThe whole world is his tonightHe's got all kinds of timeHe's got all kinds of timeAll kinds of timeHe's got all kinds of timeHe's got all kinds of timeAll kinds of time