Yes it's going to be hard
You must think that I can't see
And it's going to be strange

And the time says that
We shall be free
Going to the house
Waiting for the road

Have I told you to look down?
Put your feet back on the ground
And another sort of game
That we play
And it takes you to the wrong side of life

And it tells you
And knowing the change
For a take
You take

Are you saying to me?
Are you saying to me?