Your imagination runs wild   Sitting on the fence you call your home these days   Better take care, you don't ask for help   But some day you might need it      And all the while the leaves turn brown   Fall off the trees and are blown around   Your feet there's no good pushing them away   They'll always come back, just like the fears in your head      Life, ain't what like it used to be   Life, ain't what like it used to be      So sit on your hands, rattle on your tongue   It's a shaking head and sit back on your chair   No good wishing it away, but move it all on   Right back to haunt you      And all the while the leaves turn brown   Fall off the trees and are blown around   Your feet there's no good pushing them away   They'll always come back, come right back to haunt you      Life, ain't what like it used to be   Life, ain't what like it used to be   Life, ain't what like it used to be   Life, ain't what like it used to be