Nothings Going To Change

The morning light

Shines through the window,

Has the impression

Of an eerie glow.

Plaster a smile

Upon my face, try to

Put myself back

In place.

(Rephrase)

Oh… nothing’s

Going to change, nothing’s

Going to change, another

Day all the same.

Oh… nothing’s going to

Change, Nothing’s going to change,

A new birth’s born every day…

Doesn’t matter what

Game I’ll play.

(Rephrase)

Silver liquid drops

Hit the ground.

Try and hear
the faintest sound.

The sun streams in,

Down comes the snow.

A casted shadow

Of a ghostly glow.

(Rephrase)

The morning light

Shines through the window,

Has the impression

Of an eerie glow.

Plaster a smile

Upon my face, try to

Put myself back

In place.

Be careful you don’t

Get left behind,

There will be

Nothing left to find.

(Rephrase)

Doesn’t matter what game,

I’ll play.