How many walls can you put up? How many guns 'til you feel safe? How many times can we watch this story over, and over, and over again? There's something to change We have waited over, and over, and over again How many years have we wasted counting the

But it's fading away from my mind There's another "me" waiting behind Up until recently I have been alone Leading a tranquil life but never at home Something had changed and I turned to the wind That blew through me and told me, "how long? How long?"

When your mind's made up There's no point trying to change it And you call, call Then I'll come running So, if you want something To fight and I'll be at your door When there's nothing worth running for There's no point trying to stop it, you see You're

Change is a powerful thing We'll be here for it There's something in the wind I can feel it blowing in It's coming in softly Lately I've been thinking it's just someone else's job to care Who am I to sympathize when no one gave a damn? I've been thinking

When your mind's made up And you call, call There's no point trying to change it So, if you want something Then'll come running To fight, and I'll be at your door When there's something worth running for There's no point trying to stop it You see, you're