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.