In the mornings
I was filled with joy and laughter
In the evenings
I would cry myself to sleep
I was dreaming of the great forever after
Dreaming of windmills and of swimming in the sea
Times were changing faster
That I never understood
Days would turn to evenings
Turn to nights and disappear
Times were changing faster
That I never understood
Days would turn to evenings
Turn to nights and disappear
I was living mainly in the city
Though I have been a country boy before
I did everything very young and silly
Just because I found my life to be a bore
Times were changing faster
That I never understood
Days would turn to evenings
Turn to nights and disappear
Times were changing faster
That I never understood
Days would turn to evenings
Turn to nights and disappear