| You can tell a changin' heart
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| Two faces smile and yet there is no joy
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| They look for wealth no matter what the cost
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| To someone else that they might just destroy
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| So many people gather round
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| A thousand voices lift their praise
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| For you have reached the top
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| And so begin you’ve only got
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| But when you’re singing from the soul
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| They fail to see your final goal
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| They only tell you that you haven’t
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| All ways left to go
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| So you rhyme the changin' line
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| With one wheel spinning and one on the ground
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| Then falling victim to the game of time
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| You place your name out in the lost and the found
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| So many people gather round
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| A thousand voices lift their praise
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| For you have reached the top
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| And so begin you’ve only got
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| But when you’re singing from the soul
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| They fail to see your final goal
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| They only tell you that you haven’t
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| All ways left to go
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| Instrumental (Harmonica)
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| So many people gather round
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| A thousand voices lift their praise
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| For you have reached the top
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| And so begin you’ve only got
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| But when you’re singing from the soul
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| They fail to see your final goal
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| They only tell you that you haven’t
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| All ways left to go |