Jones-Wright Times have changed, It's plain to see Things just aren't like they used to be Blink your eyes And life may pass you by Too much happening to wonder why. The past has gone And future's come Like a stranger at your door Yet all the people carry on Their ways of living And the sins they left behind All seem forgiven. Times have changed It's plain to see Things just aren't like they used to be Never ending changes near and far Makes you wonder really who you are They've changed it all We're not so small Like we used to be. Yesterday the future was a dream Now that dream is just a passing thing Your spirit cries you must realise (sic) There are greater things to come All the people carry on their ways of living And the sins left behind All seem forgiven.