I Wear The Face de Mr. Mister

It used to be that life was just a game
Got used to dancing each step the same
Well I got so tired, so disillusioned with it all
Standing at the threshold, waiting for the call

(chorus)
I wear the face of change
It never looks the same
I wear the face of change
My face is changing

I hear someone talking on the telephone
A distant stranger in a monotone
I don't know your name but I recognize the face
We were once the same but in another place

(repeat chorus)