I was cramped into a coffee house pew

two dollar coke in my hand

listening to the music run

through and out of a drowning man.

Ten years ago I first heard him singing

to a screaming crazy crowd

now there's thirteen loyal people

trying to sound that loud.

And I wonder as I watch him now

why his songs don't turn me on.

He got me into music

where has the fragile magic gone?

And all the changes

keep on changing

and the good old days

they say they're gone.

Only wise men

and some new born fools

say they know what's going on.

But I sometimes think the difference is

just in how I think and see

and the only changes going on

are going on in me.

There was you and Fifth avenue

before there were lies

and all my hot blood schemes

and teenage dreams

flashed before my eyes.

I did not think I had a chance

you had to prove me wrong

it took a year and a half

of tears and laughs

before you moved along.

And now these long years later

when I see you once again

I wonder what you saw in me

when you loved me way back then.

There I was in you Air Force

Uncle Sam, you owned my brain.

I tried to see myself as a sex mad savior

sailing on a silver plane.

I started out to do my duty

ended up just doing time.

What is it about you

my mother of a country

that makes so many change our minds.

You had me on your honor roll

for your dream I would die

now I would not even cross the street

to help you live a lie.