Castles were crumbling and daydreams were tumbling, December was battling with June. But on this bright afternoon, guess I'll be changing my tune. Kept on despairing beyond any caring if I jumped out of a balloon. But I'm arranging from now to be changing my tune. At last the skies are bright and shiny, it's a human world once more. Yesterday's troubles are tiny, what was I worried for? Wanted a permit to make me a hermit to grumble and glare at the moon. But I'm arranging from now to be changing my tune. Instrumental At last the skies are bright and shiny, it's a human world once more. Yesterday's troubles are tiny, what was I worried for? No more resentment, I'm full of contentment, afloat on a dreamy lagoon. And I'm arranging from now to be changing my tune. Instrumental