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