Everywhere I turned the doors were closing.
It took every ounce of faith I had to keep on keeping on...
And still I felt like I was only losing.
I refused then like I do now, to let anybody tie me down...
And I lost a few good friends along the way.
Looking 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 nothing 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 keeping score?
You win some, you lose some and you let it go.
What's the use of stacking on every failure...another stone?
Until 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 turning gold...
And like the sky my soul is also turning.
Turning from the past, at last and all I've left behind.
Could it be that I am finally learning?
Learning I'm deserving of love and the peaceful heart.
I won't tear myself apart no more for trying.
I'm tired of lying to myself, trying to buy what can't be bought.
It's not living that you're doing if it feels like dying.
Crying.... growing old before your time.