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Text: Will Young. Changes.

Gotta shake myself
Up here
I should run away
Run away, run away
People say
Don't even go near
I can see the danger
I'm aware
I see the danger

If I go back once again
It's like
I learned nothing
Standing at the front
Of a queue
Heading for trouble

Hope it changes
Hope my life changes
Gets alright somehow
Oh
I'm waiting for tomorrow
I hope it changes
Can't you stay the same
Been out of luck
For so long
And I don't get much
So there's nothing
Much to lose

It's like a record
Going round
Yes, it's going round
Going round, going round
I know I should wanna
Take it off
But I find it hard
Why do I find it hard?

I used to have a vision
I was sitting
Somewhere up there
Looking down on myself
Doing right
For once in my life
It changes
Hope my life changes
Gets alright somehow
Oh
I'm waiting for tomorrow
I hope it changes
Can't you stay the same
Been out of luck
For so long
And I don't get much
So there's nothing
Much to lose

I just need a break
A little one
To get me up
To watch the sun
And hey
It's peaceful here

Hope it changes
Hope my life changes
Gets alright somehow
Oh
I'm waiting for tomorrow
Hope it changes
Can't you stay the same
(Can't you stay the same)
Been out of luck
For so long
(Can't you stay the same)
Don't get much
So there's nothing
Much to lose
Changes
Oh
I'm waiting for tomorrow
Hope it changes
Can't you stay the same
Been out of luck
For so long