Tekster: Camper Van Beethoven. Our Beloved Revolutionary Sweetheart. Change Your Mind.

Walk, oh walk away
Put my head down on the table, rub two coins together in my pocket
For good luck
''cause how far can you walk and not grow restless
Though the moon may cross from horizon to horizon

Change your mind, you can change your mind
I'll be glad to let ya, even if you walk away