If I ever grow up I will take care of the old
And all the babies that have no one
You might think I give myself
Too much credit but I am just dreaming
’Cause not much is sacred
There’s not really much to do here any more
I don’t feel like you said
I walk the earth my darling but I never feel at home

And we all say
I will change tomorrow(This could be a perfect place)
I will change(This could be a perfect place)
I will change tomorrow(This could be a perfect place)
I will change it all tomorrow

I will assure all of the husbands
Who are guilty and the wives who feel useless
I will nurse all of the black and blue babies
With their unhappy parents
Who had unhappy parents

And I will assure all of the boys who feel awkward
And the girls who feel clumsy
And I will walk alongside the old man
Who feels so alone as everyone rushes by him

’Cause not much is sacred
There’s not really much to do here any more
I don’t feel like you said
I walk the earth my darling but I never feel at home

I will change tomorrow(This could be a perfect place)
I will change(This could be a perfect place)
I will change tomorrow(This could be a perfect place)
I will change(This could be a perfect place)
I will change it all tomorrow

We are all together alone
And these are just wishes
And I am just dreaming

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