Well I’m looking back Now I’m turning back All the pages of days gone past Growing with the changes That gave way to circumstance   I remember your cooking And home made apple pie Dad playing ball

Well I woke up Saturday morning Feeling kind of dazed I must have had one too many last night And blew my mind away Oh, I told myself once never again You got to

Oh Chameleon You really are alone Oh Chameleon I got some eyes to loan I see you are standing in everybody's line Don't you think? It's about time That you find  A place of your own. Oh Chameleon What

I lay here in the darkness and wonder all alone Of how you and I have become so close You’ve told me of the good times you’ve told me of the bad You’ve told me

Dirty socks in a pizza box No insurance and faulty locks Old blue jeans and magazines Checkbook needs some balancing I can’t seem to lose The bachelor trash-bag blues Newspaper stolen from the next door

Echoes of the memories Rising from the streets Visions of the past Linger beneath my feet Riding through a strange town For years you called it home The hour glass has run its course Now the