 When I was a younger man lookin' for my pot of gold,
Everywhere I turned the doors were closin'.
It took every ounce of faith I had to keep on keepin' on,
And still I felt like I was only losin'.
I refused then, like I do now,
To let anybody tie me down.
And I lost a few good friends along the way.
I was raised up poor and I wanted more, and maybe
I'm a little too proud,
In lookin' back I see a kid who was just afraid,
Hungry... and old before his time.
Through the years I've known my share of
broken-hearted fools,
And those who couldn't choose a path worth taking.
There's nothin' in the world so sad as talking to a man,
Who never knew his life was his for making.
Ain't it about time you realize,
It's not worth keepin' score,
You win some, you lose some and you let it go.
What's the use of stacking on every failure another stone,
'Til you find you've spent your whole damn life
Building walls.
Lonely... and old before your time.
It took so long to see
That truth was all around me.
Now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turnin' gold.
Like the sky, my soul is also turnin'.
Turnin' from thepast, at last, and all I've left behind.
Could it be that I am finally learnin'
Learnin' I'm deserving, of love and the peaceful heart,
I won't tear myself apart no more for tryin'.
I'm tired of lyin' to myself,
Tryin' to buy what can't be bought,
It's not livin' that you're doin if it feels like dyin'.
Cryin', growin' old before your time.
Cryin', growin' old before your time.
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