Chameleon
Elton John Lyrics


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The last I heard of you
You were somewhere on a cruise in the Mediterranean
So imagine my surprise to see you very much alive
In the English rain again

And I can still recall wet afternoons
When we were small and simply childish
But you've created your own ghost
And the need you have is more than most to hide it

Oh, Chameleon, you're stealing your way back into my eyes
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
You're a devil, you're a devil in disguise
Do you really change me, or am I going crazy
Chameleon, Chameleon, Chameleon, you're free again my child

I remember still those lazy summer days
We'd kill out hunting danger




And we were alien to all outsiders
We had no desire to talk to strangers

Overall Meaning

Elton John's song "Chameleon" is a commentary on how people change over time and how masks they put on to hide their true selves. In the opening verse, the singer expresses his surprise at seeing a person whom he had believed to be far away on a Mediterranean cruise once again in England. The singer reminisces about their childhood on a wet afternoon, and reflects how his friend has created ghosts and has a deeper need than most to hide them. The singer then addresses his friend (referring to them as a chameleon) directly, accusing them of stealing their way back into his eyes and being a devil in disguise. He questions whether his friend changes him, or whether he is simply losing his mind. The song ends with the singer remembering the simple pleasures of their childhood and how they used to be alien to all outsiders.


Line by Line Meaning

The last I heard of you
It has been a long time since I last heard about your whereabouts.


You were somewhere on a cruise in the Mediterranean
The last known location of yours was on a cruise trip in the Mediterranean Sea.


So imagine my surprise to see you very much alive
It was an unexpected surprise to see you alive and well.


In the English rain again
You are back in England during a rainy season.


And I can still recall wet afternoons
I still have a vivid memory of the rainy afternoons we spent together.


When we were small and simply childish
We were naive and immature as kids during those rainy afternoons.


But you've created your own ghost
You have developed your own inner demons or fears.


And the need you have is more than most to hide it
You have a greater need, compared to others, to keep it hidden from the world.


Oh, Chameleon, you're stealing your way back into my eyes
You possess a trait of a chameleon, able to change your colors or personality to blend or deceive others, and you are successfully catching my attention once again.


Beyond a shadow of a doubt
I am sure about this observation and it is beyond any doubt.


You're a devil, you're a devil in disguise
You are cunning and deceptive, exhibiting traits of a devil, but hiding behind a facade of innocence.


Do you really change me, or am I going crazy
I am uncertain if your actions and presence around me are changing me or if I am reacting to your deceptive behavior.


Chameleon, Chameleon, Chameleon, you're free again my child
You have gained control of your life again by shedding your previous personality or behavior and becoming a new version of yourself, like a chameleon changing its colors.


I remember still those lazy summer days
I still reminisce those lazy summer days we spent together.


We'd kill out hunting danger
We would intentionally seek out risky and thrilling activities.


And we were alien to all outsiders
We had a strong bond and were indifferent to outsiders who didn't share our experiences or understand us.


We had no desire to talk to strangers
We didn't have an inclination to socialize with people outside our group or comfort zone.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BERNIE TAUPIN, ELTON JOHN

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Peter Harthen


on Sacrifice

not like todays crap

Peter Harthen


on Sacrifice

Even at 56 years old, this music still sounds so good to me, how music should sound.....

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