Well, you don't ask about my birthday Or my band-aid (Talk about being a bore) Let's talk about you some more Well, I remember the time I would've sunk every dime and every hope into you But now I'm well-rested and thoroughly invested in being through And you say, someday, you'll be changed And someday, someway ... just have a little faith And like a heavenly body sitting in a lobby or a plane going down I was wasting your time and you were wasting mine, going round and around And you say, someday, you'll be changed And someday, someway we'll have a little place And you'll be a man of means And I'll be someone far above in-between But when I call you on the telephone You apologize and put me right on hold Talk about metaphor Let's talk about you some more, Let's talk about you some more, Let's talk about... You say someday you'll be changed Someday someway we'll have a little faith Someday someday you'll be changed But sometimes someday is too hard to wait for...