(Heaton/Rotheray)
I need a little time
To think it over
I need a little space
Just on my own
I need a little time
To find my freedom
I need a little...
Funny how quick the milk turns sour
Isn t it, isn t it
Your face has been looking like that for hours
Hasn t it, hasn t it
Promises, promises turn to dust
Wedding bells just turn to rust
Trust into mistrust
I need a little room
To find myself
I need a little space
To work it out
I need a little room
All alone
I need a little...
You need a little room for your big head
Don t you, don t you
You need a little space for a thousand beds
Won t you, won t you
Lips that promise - fear the worst
Tongue so sharp - the bubble burst
Just into unjust
I ve had a little time
To find the truth
Now I ve had a little room
To check what s wrong
I ve had a little time
And I still love you
I ve had a little...
You had a little time
And you had a little fun
Didn t you, didn t you
While you had yours
Do you think I had none
Do you, do you
The Freedom that you wanted bad
Is yours for good
I hope you re glad
Sad into unsad
I had a little time
To think it over
Had a little room
To work it out
I found a little courage
To call it off
I ve had a little time
I ve had a little time
I ve had a little time
I ve had a little time