Why can't things be the way the used to be?
Why can't I feel the way; I used to feel?
Back in the days when it all worked
Out was it all in my mind?

And now it won't come out when I don't
Think I’ll get by when I fell that I need to cry it
Hurts me even more to think how it was before
No you first is how it always went the simple
Things made us content we don't need nothin'

Except and the one true God that keeps us
Together I hate time! cause time brings
Change! and change makes me start all over
Again I guess I can work with time but does time work out