in my own time

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.