It doesn’t change a thing!

It doesn’t change a thing!

All the crowds can scoff,

Let everyone come and sneer.

All the innocence, the purity,

That you are still holding,

Is a powerful way to be.

My friend, as you are now,

Have the capacity to overcome.

All the stigmatised and ancient rules,

That say this cannot flourish,

Are readying to be overthrown.

Yes we can have our way,

When days come to share peace.

For as you hold the key,

I want that you will enter,

And bring those tender years.

What is right here, before me,

Is all that I would desire.

Your youth, it doesn’t change a thing!