MASTER OF TIME AND SPACE WORDS & MUSIC:   Earl P. Reinhalter I. I see you now and then, but never by design. with eyes that invite, and hands holding tight, you know how to undermine. you've done it again. I listen to your line. II. you've been where I was not. but everybody knows. the seconds you kill are grist for the mill. what's left to expose? and as the calendars rot, our separation grows. oh, oh. CHORUS A: if you're such a master of time and space, why can't you come to my place? and if you're a master of space and time, where is the time you could be mine? III. I leave a message here, I leave a message there. I page you worldwide, and finally decide that you're not anywhere. and it's becoming clear that you don't really care. CHORUS B: if you're such a master of time and space, why can't you come to my place? and if you're a master of space and time, show me the time you could be mine. be mine. © Copyright 1983 Earl P. Reinhalter.   All Rights Reserved.