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Released in 2013 as part of Jeff Bernat's EP "Las Venas Abiertas (The Open Veins)," "Changes" is a smooth R&B track that delves into themes of personal growth and transformation. Jeff Bernat's soulful vocals, combined with mellow melodies and intimate lyrics, create an emotive atmosphere that resonates with listeners and showcases his signature sound. "Changes" has been praised for its heartfelt expression and seamless blend of contemporary and classic R&B elements.
If there was a picture perfect, that would be us
I could be across the world and I would still have your trust
Don't even gotta question if I'm the one giving up
But you keep saying you've had enough
So tell me where to go 'cause I have nowhere to hide
I just want you by my side
But do I still have your heart? Do I still cross your mind?
Have we grown apart, should we even try?
I still keep your picture frame on the side of my bed
Acting like I'm good, but I can no longer pretend
Keeping myself busy, tryna find something to do
But every time I try, somehow it brings me back to you
So what do I do?
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
See I used to call you probably ten times a day
But now we on the phone, but we got nothing to say
And every time I hear our song, it don't sound the same
I don't know if I could do another day
So tell me where to go 'cause I have nowhere to hide
I just want you by my side
But do I still have your heart?
Do I still cross your mind?
Have we grown apart, should we even try?
I still keep your picture frame on the side of my bed
Acting like I'm good, but I can no longer pretend
Keeping myself busy, tryna find something to do
But every time I try, somehow it brings me back to you
I know things happen for a reason
But I'm tired of this pain I'm feeling
I don't know if I'm strong enough for these changes
'Cause baby, I still keep your-
I still keep your picture frame on the side of my bed (far side of my bed)
Acting like I'm good, but I can no longer pretend (girl, you know I'll still take care of you)
Keeping myself busy, tryna find something to do (keeping myself busy)
But every time I try (and every time)
Somehow it brings me back to you (see, every time it brings me to you)
I still keep your picture frame on the side of my bed
Acting like I'm good, but I can no longer pretend
Keeping myself busy, tryna find something to do
But every time I try, somehow it brings me back to you