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