A silly question, "What to change?",

It doesnt follow the rule.

You dont tink about the pointless things,

the hopes; the dreams of fools.

But, if i were to change a thing, 

of any in the world,

I would be the thing to change,

So that i could keep my word.

I promised i would change the world

to a foolish little boy.

I would create for him utopia,

for him and all his toys.

A silly thing, these promises,

like the things we want to change. 

They never work quite like you want,

In the end, things are always the same.