You grabbed your book, you grabbed your bag
And went to say your goodbye
You heard your own steps on the wooden floor
And it brought you a little back in time
Yeah, the changes
Yeah, the changes

You try and save what you can save
The changes
You try and make what you can make
The changes
You take the things you need to take

You were young and you would always be alive
Every walk home there was a new rock to find
But you can never really know
How much you you' re gonna leave behind
Yeah, the changes
Yeah, the changes

You save the things you need to save
The changes
You save a little of love, a little of pain
The changes
You hold the things that you can hold
Change is
You keep the parts they keep you whole
Change is
You keep a box of letters and time