My! My! Time flies!
One step and we're on the moon,
next step into the stars.
My! My! Time flies!
Maybe we could be there soon,
a one-way ticket to Mars.
My! My! Time flies!
A man underneath a tree,
an apple falls on his head.
My! My! Time flies!
A man wrote a symphony, it's 1812.
My! My! Time flies!
Four guys across Abbey Road,
one forgot to wear shoes.
My! My! Time flies!
A rap on a rhapsody,
a king who's still in the news,
a king to sing you the blues.
My! My! Time flies!
a man in a winter sleigh,
white, white, white as the snow.
My! My! Time flies!
A new day is on its way,
so let's let yesterday go.
Could be we step out again,
could be tomorrow, but then,
could be 2010.
