Changes

(Olivia Newton John) You've said a million times we've changed Can't bring myself to say those words again I remember changes too You can't grow apples on the moon The hurtful things we said still penetrate And whispered sorry's always come too late Then the damage has been done What are we going to tell our son I want to spare his broken heart Break it gently that we'll live apart Don't know the proper way to say "You won't be seeing Daddy everyday" Those weekly outing never work you know Bying gifts and candy and picture shows They can't replace the man around Your voice, your touch, your manly sound I guess the trouble is I love you still And if it comes to that I always will No please don't cry it's just too late Now hurry on She's waiting at the gate...