And it seems to me, today, things just are not the same.
They say, “It’s where you go, with what you know, it just takes time to change.” But it’s just the times that change.
It’s just the times that change.

And it seems to me, today, I’m walking backwards down the road. Pointed blank, it’s just right now ain’t as good as tomorrow. Cause it’s just the times that change.
It’s just the times that change

Look at the sky clearing, we are just walking out. Look at the people singing, happy just to be about.
Take off your hat, let the wind blow through your hair.
We were just talking, unroll the carpet, watching the highway, in the grass and smoking cigarettes.
Singing bout rivers, and bout the future. This old guitar, and the girl - I wish I still knew her.
And so the highway plays, to end another day.
I’ve tried a million ways, to find something to say.

Let’s hit Seattle - I’m leaving Kutztown. Down by the river in the valley that we’re going down.
Time wasted planning - I should’ve told you all of the words I wished I said, but left alone.
We watch the years fly, though we forget the names - we say goodbye as the times slow down to change
We’ll split our town, and get lost in a day - but fetch my crown I’m the king of this cage.
As we say goodbye, our lives to drift away.
And I’ll remember you with every breath I take.

But it’s just the times that change.
But it’s just the times that change.
It’s just the times that change.