Zwan
A Certain Kind of Change
A certain kind of change
Keeps me hanging on
Is your face still the same
Or shall I dig you up?
Whoever steps must turn
Whoever makes up yourself
I cannot say but we'll try
The very way to cross

A certain kind of change
Growing through my mind
Are we still the same
A certain misuse
[?]
Across my floor

The sun reveals
The tattered dreams of love
A certain kind of change
Is on my mind
A certain kind of change
Is on my mind
A certain kind of change
Keeps me hanging on

A certain sound in mind
As I will suffer love
Can I keep my heart
And leave it for him?
Beauty mars the life
And tosses us for free
I cannot wish but we'll
Win the smallest kind of carnage

A certain kind of change
Growing through my mind
Are we still the same
A certain misuse
[?]
Across my floor

The sun reveals
The tattered dreams of love
A certain kind of change
Is on my mind
A certain kind of change
Is on my mind
A certain kind of change