Changes - David Bowie

I still don’t know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I’d got it made
It seemed the taste 
was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I’ve never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I’m much too fast to take that test.

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)…

Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can’t trace time