Changing
Why oh why do things have to change
Its like a book that's turned its page
No word the same no not one bit
Its like playing baseball without a hit
Friends come and go they always change
I wish it could stay the same i miss them so much
No not a single friends touch
But i lie here alone always changing
And always rearranging
Its like a book that's turned its page
No word the same no not one bit
Its like playing baseball without a hit
Friends come and go they always change
I wish it could stay the same i miss them so much
No not a single friends touch
But i lie here alone always changing
And always rearranging