Enya – My! My! Time Flies!
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 2-1-
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