Your imagination runs wild

Sitting on the fence you call your home these days

Better take care, you don't ask for help

But some day you might need it



And all the while the leaves turn brown

Fall off the trees and are blown around

Your feet there's no good pushing them away

They'll always come back, just like the fears in your head



Life, ain't what like it used to be

Life, ain't what like it used to be



So sit on your hands, rattle on your tongue

It's a shaking head and sit back on your chair

No good wishing it away, but move it all on

Right back to haunt you



And all the while the leaves turn brown

Fall off the trees and are blown around

Your feet there's no good pushing them away

They'll always come back, come right back to haunt you



Life, ain't what like it used to be

Life, ain't what like it used to be

Life, ain't what like it used to be

Life, ain't what like it used to be