All is the same

Nothing will change

Always the same old tune

July to end of June

Waning with the moon

All will fade

All will decay

All will pay their dues

Wither with the youth

Blowing with the dunes

And all my memories may come and go

But your eyes, they keep calling

Eyes they keep calling back to me

They keep calling back to me

Nothing will change

All is the same

We are the same old fools

Singing all that blues

Tumbling on our shoes

No one to blame

No one to shame

No one will speak the truth

But something deep in you

Makes this wish come true