| Song | Changeling |
| Artist | Alison Moyet |
| Album | The Minutes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Radio through my car window | |
| Mouths make shapes | |
| Hullos that look like violence | |
| We pull out | |
| And here the traffic waltzes | |
| Slow, quick, go | |
| Move over you say: | |
| Pre-chorus: | |
| How does anybody get to work like this | |
| Can anybody tell me does it work like this? | |
| Chorus: | |
| I remember when the world was a little girl | |
| Every corner turned leading back to her | |
| Flowing like a stream on a rolling stone | |
| Certain there was nothing changing | |
| Heel to toe, | |
| We throw our forward roll and hope | |
| Something somewhere is catching | |
| Spill onto a boulevard | |
| I lose my grip of you | |
| Move with me I say | |
| Pre-chorus: | |
| How does anybody get to work like this | |
| Can anybody tell me does it work like this? | |
| Chorus: | |
| I remember when the world was a little girl | |
| Every corner turned leading back to her | |
| Flowing like a stream round a rolling stone | |
| Dream that I was never changing | |
| Changing | |
| And in every face I should chance to meet | |
| I’m looking for the one that could still ṗlace me | |
| Any corner turned back for her | |
| Dream that we were never changing |
| Radio through my car window | |
| Mouths make shapes | |
| Hullos that look like violence | |
| We pull out | |
| And here the traffic waltzes | |
| Slow, quick, go | |
| Move over you say: | |
| Prechorus: | |
| How does anybody get to work like this | |
| Can anybody tell me does it work like this? | |
| Chorus: | |
| I remember when the world was a little girl | |
| Every corner turned leading back to her | |
| Flowing like a stream on a rolling stone | |
| Certain there was nothing changing | |
| Heel to toe, | |
| We throw our forward roll and hope | |
| Something somewhere is catching | |
| Spill onto a boulevard | |
| I lose my grip of you | |
| Move with me I say | |
| Prechorus: | |
| How does anybody get to work like this | |
| Can anybody tell me does it work like this? | |
| Chorus: | |
| I remember when the world was a little girl | |
| Every corner turned leading back to her | |
| Flowing like a stream round a rolling stone | |
| Dream that I was never changing | |
| Changing | |
| And in every face I should chance to meet | |
| I' m looking for the one that could still lace me | |
| Any corner turned back for her | |
| Dream that we were never changing |
| Radio through my car window | |
| Mouths make shapes | |
| Hullos that look like violence | |
| We pull out | |
| And here the traffic waltzes | |
| Slow, quick, go | |
| Move over you say: | |
| Prechorus: | |
| How does anybody get to work like this | |
| Can anybody tell me does it work like this? | |
| Chorus: | |
| I remember when the world was a little girl | |
| Every corner turned leading back to her | |
| Flowing like a stream on a rolling stone | |
| Certain there was nothing changing | |
| Heel to toe, | |
| We throw our forward roll and hope | |
| Something somewhere is catching | |
| Spill onto a boulevard | |
| I lose my grip of you | |
| Move with me I say | |
| Prechorus: | |
| How does anybody get to work like this | |
| Can anybody tell me does it work like this? | |
| Chorus: | |
| I remember when the world was a little girl | |
| Every corner turned leading back to her | |
| Flowing like a stream round a rolling stone | |
| Dream that I was never changing | |
| Changing | |
| And in every face I should chance to meet | |
| I' m looking for the one that could still lace me | |
| Any corner turned back for her | |
| Dream that we were never changing |