Your imagination runs wild

Sitting on the bench you call your home these days

Better take care you don't ask for help

But someday 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 rattling your tongue

With a shaking head and sit back on your chair

It's all good wishing it away

But moving them on might come 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