We all wear a changing face
To reflect what we’ve been through
Whatever we escape – or chase –
Our visage is akin to
For though we may imagine
That we author our own book
The changing face of Time decides
Exactly how we’ll look
We all wear a changing face
To reflect what we’ve been through
Whatever we escape – or chase –
Our visage is akin to
For though we may imagine
That we author our own book
The changing face of Time decides
Exactly how we’ll look
