| Still don't know what I was waiting for
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| And time was running wild, a million dead-end streets and
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| Every time I thought I'd got it made
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| It seemed the taste was not so sweet
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| Then I turned myself to face me
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| But I've never caught a glimpse
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| Of how the others must see the faker
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| I'm much too fast to take that test
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| Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (Turn and face the strange)
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| Ch-ch-changes, don't want to be a richer man
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| Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (Turn and face the strange)
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| Ch-ch-changes, just gonna have to be a better man
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| Time may change me
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| But I can't trace time
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| Oh yeah
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| I watch the ripples change their size
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| But never leave the stream of warm impermanence and
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| So the days float through my eyes
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| But still the days seem the same
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| And these children that you spit on
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| As they try to change their worlds
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| Are immune to your consultations
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| They're quite aware of what they're going through
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| Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (Turn and face the strange)
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| Ch-ch-changes, don't tell them to grow up and out of it
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| Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (Turn and face the strange)
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| Ch-ch-changes, where's your shame?
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| You've left us up to our necks in it
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| Time may change me
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| But I can't trace time
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| Strange fascination, fascinating me
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| Ah, changes are taking the pace I'm going through
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| Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
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| Ch-ch-changes, oh, look out you rock 'n rollers
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| Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
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| Ch-ch-changes, pretty soon now you're gonna get older
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| Time may change me
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| But I can't trace time
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| I said that time may change me
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| But I can't trace time |