Our Time
Stephen Sondheim
I may be dead honey
But I was left with my eyes
And underneath sugar
Well I've been stung by your lies
And my heart baby
Is cold and blue
We're two of a kind baby
Me and You
It's our time, sweet babe
To break on through
It's the year to be hated
So glad that we made it
Cause all the kids in the street
Whisper sounds that sweet
The stars under their feet
Well it's the year to be hated
One, two, ready, go
It's our time, our time, our time, our time
It's our time, our time, our time, our time
To be hated
All right
To be hated
Come on kids
It's our time, our time, our time, our time
It's our time, our time, our time, our time
To be hated
All right
Well it's the year to be hated
