Fog Over Frisco

It's gonna be a bumpy night she said

Or something or other I didn't know

It's a messed-up situation

It's a stab in the back when you turn to gold

When you turn to gold

Yeah yeah, do you think it'll work all right?

Set your sight to be unafraid of

The harm that comes from change

I could think about it

What am I supposed to do now?

I had a chance in a million, it slipped away

There's a change in the weather coming

When what once was black and white will slowly turn to gray

Yeah yeah, do you think it'll work all right?

Set your sight to be unafraid of

The harm that comes from change

I could think about it

Yeah yeah, said do you think it could work all right?

Set your sight to be unafraid of

The harm that comes from change

Harm that comes from change