Train entering the cityI lost myself and never came backTook a trip 'round the world and never came backBlack silhouettes, criss-crossed tracks, never came backForever changedForever changedYou might think I'm frivolous, uncaring and coldYou might think I'm empty, depends on your point of viewSociety Andy, who paints and records themThe high and the low, never turn backForever changedForever changedForever changedForever changedGot to get to the city, get a jobGot to get some work, to see me throughMy old life's behind, I see you precedingMy life's disappearing, disappearing from viewHong Kong and I was changedBurma, Thailand and I was changedA few good friends to see me throughHenry and Brigid to see me throughOnly art to see me throughOnly heart to see me throughMy old life's disappearing, disappearing from viewForever changedForever changedI was forever changed