Alright People

Clarke-Cole I've got the lock on the low I'm going back to New Mexico Cold comfort and kerosene Plain solitude Guess I lost my touch Those little things that used to mean so much seem so insignificant In the cold, cold light Well, how wrong can you be? And how long must it take to see That your world Can spin fine, without me Now, there's nothing more to say It's alright People change Well, you can paint me blue And I could lay the whole thing on you Or hold on ala Hollywood O'Neil and McGraw But the trouble with me is that it took me so long to see That the rain is pouring without you And I've got nothing left to say It's alright People change You can take my love And bury it deep And I'll take your love And I'll bury it deep I'll bury it deep Well, how wrong can you be? And how long must it take to see That your world Is turning, without me Now, there's nothing more to say It's alright People change