I feel a hand on my shoulder, Rub the muscles right there. Don't turn around, It's the hand of time. I only know one thing about you but it's not about you, it's about me. I know I like you. But what does that mean? It's those 2 hours From Council Bluffs to St. Joe, they're the 2 longest hours of my life. I feel hot breath on the back of my neck, I hear a voice in my ear, I feel a hand in mine. It's the hand of time.