Many years ago in the corner of a home
There lived an old man with a trick up his sleeve
He sat by the window, playing his fiddle
Singing songs like the ones from our dreams
Now it was late September and as I can remember
I was walking by the front of his home
He called me over
Said girl I need to tell you something
'Cos I got no kids of my own
He said if walking is for men and flying's just for us
So why the hell do we have legs
If dreaming's just for sleeping, crying's just for death
And I'd rather just sing instead
If youth is for the young and wisdom's for the old
And how it's time when it's too late
And we'd make no mistakes
And we'd make no mistakes
And we could've run though the meadows
Living just to let go
Of a life they forgotten to love
And they could play all day
But it would never be the same
Because this 'aint the life to be dreamin' of
And now it's late November and if I can remember
That I promise, I'll head for the light
Because you're one step closer, even when you think it's over
Till the sunlight helps us get through the night
Because if walking is for men and flying's just for us
So why the hell do we have legs
If dreaming's just for sleeping crying's just for death
And I'd rather just sing instead
If youth is for the young and wisdom's for the old
Then we always know when it's too late
And we'd make no mistakes
And we'd make no mistakes
(Ah)
And now we're free, and now we're running
And do you see that silver lining in the distance
And now we're free, and now we're running
And do you see that silver lining in the distance
And now we're free, and now we're running
And do you see that silver lining in the distance
And now we're free, and now we're running
And do you see that silver lining in the distance
If youth is for the young and wisdom's for the old
Then we always know that it's too late
Make no mistakes
And we've made no mistakes
And we've made no mistakes
And we've made no mistakes