You said you've got so much left to do But instead, you're just pacing 'round the room 'Cause what else is someone supposed to do When yourself doesn't feel like it used to?
All these changes don't have to get so strange
So my friend, you just remember That every year has its December There's gonna be days that you just pass right on through But that's what seasons do, they change
So, what now? You've been talking like a palindrome And somehow still don't know which way the story goes But turns out, no one either seems to really know Man, I've found sometimes I've just got to let things go
Because changes are what make up the time, yeah Alright
So my friend, you just remember That every year has its December There's gonna be days that you just want something new But that's what seasons do, they change
So my friend, you just remember That every year has its December There's gonna be days when you don't feel like you But that's what seasons do, they change
Compositor: Sloan Christian Struble (Dayglow) ECAD: Obra #30996062