Well you seem a little colder
When I say I must be leaving
But it's an ugly way for us to let it end
What's the use in being worried
Cause I'm going in an hour
When the time is running out that we can spend
What's the difference being different
When it's difference now that looks alike
You say I'm changing
I'm not sure that's wrong
It's just today it may be natural
Sitting here discussing it
Tomorrow just as natural to be gone
There's no season in my mind
That I can count on for an answer
And I dug too many holes expecting snow
I'm not sure to where I'm headed now
I ride the hard line with it
If I return or when I think I might go
What's the difference being different...
