Change

I don’t feel the sun’s coming out today- it’s staying in; it’s gonna find another way….
As I sit here in this misery, I don’t think I’ll ever (no, Lord) see the sun from here.

And, oh, as I fade away, they’ll all look at me and say- and they’ll say, “Hey, look at him! I’ll never live that way!” And that’s okay; they’re just afraid to change.

When you feel life ain’t worth living, you’ve got to stand up and take a look around you; then look up way to the sky (yeah)- and when your deepest thoughts are broken, keep on dreamin’ boy ‘cause when you stop dreamin’ it’s time to die.

And as we all play parts of tomorrow (oh, no), some ways will work and in other ways we’ll pay; but I know we can’t all stay here forever, so I want to write my words on the face of today- and then they’ll paint it….

And, oh, as I fade away (uh, huh), they’ll all look at me and say- they’ll say, “Hey, look at him, and where he is these days!” When life is hard you have to change; when life is hard you have to change.

-Blind Melon