Those boys don't come around here no more Probably all moved far away If they returned on the trains from the big cities I wouldn't recognize their face Because they've changed so much That they might as well be someone else At the risk of sounding like a hypocrite Lord knows I've changed myself I've still got this smile on I wear it straight across my face And if you still cannot see the positives Then you're not looking my way If you've changed so much Or you might want to be someone else Run the risk of being an impressionist We should all become ourselves