I know there's a man who can sell time I can take it away and say that it's mine He smiles from a distance and lives in a tree Holding out a welcome hand, a fist for you and me
Money is chocolate, locked in a silver cloud Everybody knows but no one is around There's no tomorrow, only today When it rains, it rains lemonade
So come with me and meet the man Whose job it is, is selling all this time Before he spreads his wings and starts to flying 'round the sky
People are shadows, trapped in a golden well And only children's lives can break this spell We live in a land where the clouds go on trees Birds sound just like a clean summer breeze
I know that this man who does sell time Is someone whose life lives in my mind It's all said to think that there is such a man When you're lonely you can join me in his land
Come with me and meet the man Whose job it is, is selling all this time Before he spreads his wings and starts to flying 'round the skyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
