Well, I guess that this is now the end
   who'd have thought
   my old friend
   we signed the papers and we capped the pen
   But I remember you from way back when
   'Good evening, ladies and gentlemen
   welcome David-what's-his-name-again'
   Things change -
   the old cliche
   if we knew now what we knew yesterday
   oh, we couldn't give it away.
  
   I was working at a record store
   I knew you,
   you knew the score
   some kind of deal is what we're looking for
   Time came, and disappeared
   no one steered and
   it got weirder
   help was needed, no one volunteered.
  
   Things change,
   you got to wait a bit
   what made me think that I could weather it?
   you're down before you even notice
   you've been hit
  
   And through it all I wondered where the bus
   was taking you
   who knew?
   and even though my one and one was always
   making two
   I never thought that I was breaking you.
  
   We were victims of the old taboo
   but people change
   we changed too
   just make it count before they get to you.
  
   Things change -
   baby, hold the phone! -
   they'll shoot you down like you was Al Capone
   Oh, you better go it alone.
  
   Well, I guess that this is now the end
   the paper's signed -
   forget the pen
   wonder if we'll ever meet again?