A seed become a flower, a cocoon becomes a butterfly winter becomes spring
time, and love becomes a child the clouds become the rain the sad becomes the
pain inside cryin' becomes a game, yeah, yeah, and smoke becomes the flame, Im
a father to my son, yeah, Im a son to my father you cannot dismiss I'm living
proof of metamorphosis

Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it doesn't matter if your black
Buddhist or asian we all possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate
seed becomes a flower!
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it doesn't matter if your black
Buddhist or asian we all possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate
seed becomes a flower!

A boy becomes a man, a song becomes a memory of a time in your life, a river
becomes an ocean, and life becomes undone. Feelings become emotion, a marriage
becomes a devotion for the rest of your life, the boredom becomes the same, and
guilt turns into pain..Im a father to my son, yeah, I'm a son to my father you
cannot dismiss I'm living proof of metamorphosis

Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it doesn't matter if your black
Buddhist or asian we all possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate
seed becomes a flower!
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it doesn't matter if your black
Buddhist or asian we all possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate
seed becomes a flower!

Im a father to my son, yeah, Im a son to my father you cannot dismiss I'm
living proof of metamorphosis

Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it doesn't matter if your black
Buddhist or asian we all possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate
seed becomes a flower!
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it doesn't matter if your black
Buddhist or asian we all possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate
seed becomes a flower!

Writer : MURRAY, TIMOTHY J/LEE, TOMMY
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing