Change

(альбом: Polythene - 1997)

Looking through the windowshade,
Stare at streets that bare no name,
Now it all looks strange to me,
Yesterday seems like a dream,
But i often try too hard,
To break the routine of my day,
Turn around see what i see,
Can't help wishing it could.

[CHORUS]
Change, Change, again,
Unchain myself, i will.

See the faces in the crowd,
Busy streets they move around,
Underground seems such a drag,
Waiting still and then we change,

[CHORUS X2]

[Ad-Lib:]
The more i see, the more it hurts,
The more we change it all seems worse.

[M8:]
Tomorrow till tomorrow comes.

As it drags me there i feel,
A sence of urgency unviel,
Whats in store for us today,
Read the papers drift away.

[CHORUS]
Change, we change again,
We change, again,
Unchain myself,
I will.

[Ad-libs:]
Oh how i hate to feel this way,
The more i wait to see it change,
The more i see the more it hurts,
The more we change it all seems worse.

CHANGE