In My Own Time — The Bee Gees

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 ev'ryone. Sounds like a nurs'ry 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.