NEVER ENOUGH TIME (Version 1)
Female Vocal
Produced by: Kim Copeland Productions (fully mastered)
Performed by: Rachel Williams
Genres: Adult Contemporary, Americana, Country, Pop, Smooth Jazz/Bossa
Vocal Music Track:
Music Track:
NEVER ENOUGH TIME LYRICS
Music & Lyrics by Denise Dimin/Reel2Real Songs
Unpublished work © Denise Dimin
So much time, wasted away. Now Baby and I’ll be countin’ the days
‘Til we’re together again. Rememberin’ when.
Baby’s got guards, bricks and bars. He’s dreamin’ of me and a flashy sports car.
And his closest friend, is his paper and pen.
He’s got regrets … I’ve got hope. We’ve got nothin’ but time to learn how to cope
With our misery. He pays the penalty.
We made promises. Most are unkept. They’ll have to wait ‘til he’s paid his debt
To society. He once said to me:
CHORUS
There’s never enough time to hear all the music.
There are so many songs I want to sing along with.
And there’s so much that I want to do.
Time was our thorn, never on our side. I guess it’s the one law, he’ll have to abide by
‘Til he is free. ‘Til he is home with me.
We send our love with a postage stamp. We don’t mention red eyes or writer’s cramp.
And when he writes to me, his P.S. always reads:
CHORUS
There’s never enough time to hear all the music.
There are so many songs I want to sing along with.
There’s never enough time to hear all the music.
There are so many songs I want to sing along with.
And there’s so much that I want to do.
So much I want to do!
Never enough time…
NEVER ENOUGH TIME (Version 2)
Female Vocal
Produced by: The Songwriters Studio (demo)
Performed by: Britt Savage
Genres: Adult Contemporary, Americana, Country, Pop, Smooth Jazz/Bossa
Vocal Music Track:
Music Track:
NEVER ENOUGH TIME LYRICS
Music & Lyrics by Denise Dimin/Reel2Real Songs
Unpublished work © Denise Dimin
So much time, wasted away. Now Baby and I’ll be countin’ the days
‘Til we’re together again. Rememberin’ when.
Baby’s got guards, bricks and bars. He’s dreamin’ of me and a flashy sports car.
And his closest friend, is his paper and pen.
CHORUS
There’s never enough time to hear all the music.
There are so many songs I want to sing along with.
And there’s so much that I want to do.
He’s got regrets … I’ve got hope. We’ve nothin’ but time to learn how to cope
With our misery. He pays the penalty.
We made promises. Most are unkept. They’ll have to wait ‘til he’s paid his debt
To society. He once said to me:
CHORUS
There’s never enough time to hear all the music.
There are so many songs I want to sing along with.
And there’s so much that I want to do.
Time was our thorn, never on our side. I guess it’s the one law, he’ll have to abide by
‘Til he is free. ‘Til he is home with me.
We send our love with a postage stamp. We don’t mention red eyes or writer’s cramp.
And when he writes to me, his P.S. always reads:
CHORUS
There’s never enough time to hear all the music.
There are so many songs I want to sing along with.
And there’s so much that I want to do.
There’s never enough time to hear all the music.
There are so many songs I want to sing along with.
And there’s so much that I want to do.