Lindsay Weinberg

Lyrics

First cut in a year and a fresh can of beer and I'm sitting on the stoop just feeling the breeze blow around me / I want somewhere to go but it's nice here at home and I'm yearning for a certain something that just hasn't found me / Ooh / Ahh / There's still so much to learn and I'm waiting my turn / Will it hurt? / Everything changes / I am struck by the trees-- all the pinks and the greens-- Is there anything it means when nature puts things together? / I'm just waiting to see what gets put next to me and I'm trying to believe but hope still shifts with the weather / Ooh / Ahh / There's still so much to learn and I'm taking my turn / It's a blur / Everything changes / Everything changes / Changes / Everything / Everything changes