gene clark
she don't care about time
Hallways and staircases everyday to climb  To go up to my white walled room out on the end of time Where I can be with my love for she is all that is mine  And she'll always be there, my love don't care about time   I laugh with her, cry with her, hold her close she is mine The way she tells me of her love and never is she trying  She don't have to be assured of many good things to find  And she'll always be there, my love don't care about time  Her eyes are dark and deep with love, her hair hangs long and fine  She walks with ease and all she sees is never wrong or right  And with her arms around me tight I see her all in my mind And she'll always be there my love don't care about time