I brought on a glorious theaterAnd I've not found a love beforeAm I known for turning silverInto 40 karat gold?I can't help but change your formLike the pottery classes I've never signed up forI can't help but choose to mendWhen it's easier to conceal than being pleasantTo be silent entertainmentTo be locked inside a houseTelevised to be rebelliousEven though I hate to shoutI can't help but change your formLike the way I try to be worn by my old clothesI can't help but choose to rendWhen it's easier to be defined by the weatherIs it heaven what I work for?I surely know how to compensateAm I wrong to look for real loveFrom a tree that never sways?I can't help but change your formSettling plantsWhen all I know is unientsSettling plantsWhen all I know is unientsThat's the way I cross the haze.