i really don't know when i got changed, by Spandan

i really don't know when i got changed

spring and summer over and over changed me

i don’t know when my charm has gone

i never know when it happened

a few years ago, i was damn pretty

but now wrinkles around my cheeks makes me weird

i sat beside the bridge and watch the flow of water

its the same force and pace, it had before

but it changed me, my changes really changed me

but i am the same one, that was before

i dont fathom the way i changed

i don’t know why bee buzzing, flowing water never change

sometime tears roll over my cheeks

and i curse the way i changed

it was the change of spring and summer over and over

but i never realised it would change me too

my wrinkles, and an old voice now makes me feel sad

but i have to accept it as a human cycle from birth to death

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old age really kills us but it is truth that one day everyone have to be old and die.