I know there's a man who can sell timeI can take it away and say that it's mineHe smiles from a distance and lives in a treeHolding out a welcome hand, a fist for you and meMoney is chocolate, locked in a silver cloudEverybody knows but no one is aroundThere's no tomorrow, only todayWhen it rains, it rains lemonadeSo come with me and meet the man Whose job it is, is selling all this timeBefore he spreads his wings and starts to flying 'round the skyPeople are shadows, trapped in a golden wellAnd only children's lives can break this spellWe live in a land where the clouds go on treesBirds sound just like a clean summer breezeI know that this man who does sell timeIs someone whose life lives in my mindIt's all said to think that there is such a manWhen you're lonely you can join me in his landCome with me and meet the man Whose job it is, is selling all this timeBefore he spreads his wings and starts to flying 'round the sky
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Written By SPENCER DAVIS, EDWARD HARDIN
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