Time changes
I was reading my old notes I've written,
and I can only laugh.
When I saw what I wrote,
This is the only thing I thaught:
Oh, time changes,
and what about me?
Yes, time is changing,
and we are changed with it.
forward, forward, but never backward.
When I was comming back to my home,
the old one, where I was born.
The street was different,
luck that we still have the sun.
Oh, time changes,
and what about me?
Yes, time is changing,
and we are changed with it.
forward, forward, but never backward.
And when the sun is breaking down,
and the torched has been turned all around.
I can smell the same old scent,
I was smelling in the wind.
Oh, time changes,
and what about me?
Yes, time is changing,
and we are changed with it.
forward, forward, but never backward.
Yes, time is changing,
and we are changed with it.
forward, forward, but never backward.
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