Glass Harp Changes
Wandering through the fields of life
Doubting and endless strife
In the heart of my own true love
Oh the changes they seek aren't for me
Listening to the sounds of hate
Asking if it's not too late
In the heart of my own true love
Oh the changes they seek aren't for me
Following the one who leads
Hearing the children plea
In the heart of my own true love
Oh the changes they seek aren't for me
