I've been to this bar where I met a girl,
she told me life was hard living in this world.
Next day I went to an old friend of mine,
he told me his job paid good but he was looking for better times

looking better times

Last night I watched TV in my room
I was so tired I didn't care which channel I 'd tuned,
I saw colours, snow, grey or black and white;
it's good to have nothing on your mind and you know what I mean.

you know what I mean 

There must be some kind of slow change getting hold of me,
and I can't see the colours don't seem the same as they used to be.
There must be some kind of slow change getting hold of me,
some kind of slow change getting hold of me.

I got a letter from a girl she said she loved me so,
I didn't answer 'cause I had a girl of my own,
I got your name and number in my mind,
you never know when you'll be looking for better times.

looking better times 

There must be some kind of slow change getting hold of me,
and I can't see the colours don't seem the same as they used to be.
There must be some kind of slow change getting hold of me,
some kind of slow change getting hold of me.

There must be some kind of slow change getting hold of me,
and I can't see the colours don't seem the same as they used to be.
There must be ahh ahh ahhh some kind of slow change
ahhh ahhhh ahhh ahhhhhh getting hold of me.