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The other day a friend of mine saidHe said, the sun's not really yellowHe said, the sun is really redI said, my friend, what do you mean?You read that in some magazine?Next thing you'll say the earth's not greenHow can I be sure of you?When you know the world's always changingRearranging, always changing, changingI said, my friend, how do you doAnd what you're saying isn't trueThe next thing you'll say the earth is blueHe said, my friend, you're in a dreamAnd things are never what they seemOh, things are never what they seemHow can I be sure anymore?When the world's always changingRearranging, changing From Letras Mania