Bee Gees
In My Own Time
I received an invitation: 'Come to the United Nations' That was when I was somebody. In my own time. Sitting selling hot cross buns, thousand suckers everyone. Sounds like a nursery rhyme. In my own time. Even when the lights go out still got things to think about. Memories I can't call mine. In my own time. My own time. My own time.
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