They changed me for good
They changed me for good
For better
For worse
Forever

The mirror's cracked
But it’s intact
Prints on the glass
From the other hands
Delivering me to you
Directing our silent parts
Together

Oh what's the case for history
Sometimes it gets in the way
But it's dying for us to
Change
Change
Dying, dying
I'm trying, trying

To pocket the past like gold
To let you in on all the secrets it's told

Change, change
You'll change me too
And I will you