I Started Playing The Trumpet When I

I Want To Know What Became Of The Changes We Waited For Love To Bring/were They Only The Fitful Dreams Of Some Greater Awakening?

People Look Around You, The Signs Are Everywhere. You've Left It For Somebody Other Than You To Be The One Who To Care.

Let The Music Keep Our Spirits High, Let The Buildings Keep Our Children Dry, Let Creation Reveal Its Secrets By And Bye.

I Followed Those Highway Signs And I've Run Down Those Thin White Lines.

These Days I Seem To Think About The Things I Forgot To Do For You And All The Times I Had A Chance To.