No past, no future
Diminishing present
Welcome to 2002
And it's all because...
Oh, yeah
Still don't know what I was waiting for
Time was running wild, a million dead-end streets, and
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
Then I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see this faker
I'm much too fast to take that test
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes, didn't want to have to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes, I just wanted to be a better man
Time may change me, I can't trace time
Ooh, yeah
Watch the ripples change their size
And never leave the stream of warm impermanence, and
So the days float through my eyes
Still the days seem the same, just the same, yeah
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
They're immune to your consultation
Quite aware of what they're going through
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
Ooh, changes, don't tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes, looks like you've left them up to our necks in it
Time may change me, I can't trace time
Strange fascination, fascinating me
Oh, changes are taking the pace I'm going through
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes, look out, all you rock 'n' rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes, pretty soon now, we're gonna get older
Time may change me, I can't trace time
Said that time may change me, I can't trace time
Ooh, my time, time
Time
Mike Garson, welcome to Montreux Jazz Festival, mate
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