| The world began to change | |
| The children moved and they had children | |
| It was all arranged, you couldn't live there anymore | |
| All you had was that old place | |
| In the middle of the path of progress | |
| So they took the space and put the ceiling on the floor | |
| In one of the rooms all the walls were blue | |
| It was hidden so well that no one knew | |
| Just the place for taking in the view | |
| The view was of the sea, crisp and clear and never ending | |
| There your soul ran free, there you spirit soared | |
| The view took you away to the boundaries of imagination | |
| Back to yesterday, back to once before | |
| In one of the rooms all the walls were blue | |
| A mysterious space without a clue | |
| Just the place for taking in the view | |
| Long lives need no fortune | |
| Hard lives need no fame | |
| Young lives seek their freedom | |
| And old lives seek the same | |
| The world began to change | |
| And without a word of explanation | |
| Something very strange started beckoning to you | |
| When they came to move your things | |
| You had packed a suitcase full of memories | |
| Nothing else to bring except a different point of view | |
| In one of the rooms all the walls were blue | |
| A mysterious space without a clue | |
| Just the place for taking in the view |