All because of these things All of these things, baby You're gonna miss me Early one morning I thought about our happiness, yes I did Still run through my head Oh, and I know These things made our love come to an end Oh these things

Time will turn us into statues, eventually We're just ordinary people, you and me You and I were two old and tortured souls Repaired by a love of broken things In a life, just some bodies growing old No fear of the end, of anything We got by, though we

The more things change The more they stay the same We gotta wake up Give me power to end all of the strife Courage to kill the pro-life I don't want to see You can't change me You tell me not to bow Just follow for now

We're in love Lay us down Whether near or far I am always yours Any change in time We are young again In these coming years Many things will change But the way I feel

Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley, he's lookin' for food I'm in the kitchen with the tombstone blues The sweet pretty things are in bed now, of course The city fathers, they're trying to endorse The reincarnation of Paul

And American honey Blowin' in the wind Callin' out my name like a long lost friend Oh I miss those days as the years go by There's a wild, wild whisper Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime She grew up on a side of the road Where the church bells ring and

Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where have they gone? And now all my friends are gone I can still remember The words and what they meant As we etched

Now all my friends have gone Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where have they gone? But we ran away I can still remember The words and what they meant

Here we go again Another go round for all of my friends Another non stop will it ever end No we don’t I know you said That you don’t like it complicated You’re gonna see the things that I see

Somebody tell me (To give you money, work to give you money) Was the end of the week All the things we sign And the things we buy Ain't gonna keep us together Somebody told me Boy everything she wants is everything she sees