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