Never know their names
But I smile just the same
New faces...
Strange places, most everything I see, becomes a blur to me
And I'm wasted because the fast pace is too much
Here at the final push to the sum
If my old life is done then what have I become
What have I become

Every now and then, the memories creep in
A breeze and blue skies
The trees and you and I
But if my old life is done
I guess that I've moved on
To new faces and strange places
Here at the final push to the sum
If my old life is done then what have I become

What have I become
What have I become
What have I become
What have I become
What have I become