Walk out the door your eyes filled with tears
or stay and confront me and face all your fears
liger in silence neither distant or near
it`s not going to change a thing
Lay down beside me an question my faith
or hold me with all the love we have made
share all your secrets or hide them away
it`s not going to change a thing
The picture is painted the colours are bold
one for each season of life I suppose
no longer matters the story is told
it`s not going to change a thing
Lie here and talk of whatever you want
or dare to compare all the things we´ve done wrong
what care the world when we`re all dead and gone
it`s not going to change a thing
The picture is painted the colours are bold
one for each season of life I suppose
no longer matters the story is told
it`s not going to change a thing