Walk out the door your eyes filled with tears or stay and confront me and face all your fears liger in silence neither distant or near it`s not going to change a thing Lay down beside me an question my faith or hold me with all the love we have made share all your secrets or hide them away it`s not going to change a thing The picture is painted the colours are bold one for each season of life I suppose no longer matters the story is told it`s not going to change a thing Lie here and talk of whatever you want or dare to compare all the things we´ve done wrong what care the world when we`re all dead and gone it`s not going to change a thing The picture is painted the colours are bold one for each season of life I suppose no longer matters the story is told it`s not going to change a thing