If the things we do never change
expecting something different
is a dangerous game
We may as well tell the sun to come out every day
or tell the rain and snow
to go and stay away

You plus me is never three
it’s always two
but we want the sum to be
something new
We may as well tell the sun to come every day
or tell the rain and snow
to go and stay away

Strange ideas that we have
a stranglehold on the old
wishing for something new
to somehow come true
We may as well tell the sun to come every day
or tell the rain and snow
to go and stay away

‘Cause everything that comes our way
is OK
Wishing and hoping
for things to stay the same
is a fool’s game
a losing game
because every thing will change

Ulverston Nov 2017