I look different every time you see me Maybe it's you who sees me different every time I leave my baggage at the door no matter what I'm working the room, making people feel good And I know we're true I've paid my money And I think you have, too Haven't you, honey? Dentists are circling And it's dark, and we're lost And the spit of a vulture just landed on me At what cost? In the long way round, and the shortcut as well On rings of experience, and secrets to tell Unlike you, you're the same, any time again