When the winter days are gone
Never find any summer breezes
Until you’ve gone through spring
Another way out of here
Another way out of here
Another way
Another way out of here

Cause I’m a lofty man
I’m a hungry man
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some changes made round
here
Another way
Another way out of here
Cause I’m a man who lives
Lives inside me

The children’s caravan
Moving slowly hand in hand
Knowing all it takes
Is a kind word
Is a kind word
Is a kind word
Ahhhhhhhh.......
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, gonna, gonna be some changes
There gonna be some changes
There gonna be some changes
There gonna be some changes
Gonna be a change

There gonna be some changes
There gonna be some changes
There gonna be some changes
There gonna be some changes made
There gonna be some changes made
There gonna be some changes made