Turn Back the Clock

I know a game, let’s turn back the clock.
Just a bit of a tick and the tiniest tock.
Not every when, just now and again;
not everywhich where, but just here and there.
Would you like some time, way back in the day,
To say those things you didn’t say?

Great schemes may come great thoughts may go,
But a second or two, now who would know?
A tiny pause before a phrase,
the smallest space in the stretch of days.
Let’s give it a try, let’s blur the edge,
Wedge open a gap and grab that ledge.

Let’s slip a knife in the crack of time,
I’ll toss in a nickel and raise you a dime.
Can you lend me a smile?  I know it will pay,
when we count up our change at the end of the day.