When I was a younger man Looking for a pot of gold Every-where I turned the doors were closing. Took every ounce of faith I had To keep on keeping on Still I felt like I was always losing. I refused then like I do now That anybody tie me down 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 Looking back I see a kid who's just afraid Hungry and old before his time. Through the years I've know my share Of broken hearted fools Those who couldn't choose the path worth taking. 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 realized It's not worth keeping score You win some you lose some And you let it go Now what's the use of staking on Every failure another stone Till you find you spend your whole life building walls. Lonely yes and old before your time It took so long to see That truth was all around me Now the wren has gone to roost the sky's turning gold Like the sky my skull is also turning Turning from the past, at last, and all I've left behind Could it be that I am finally learning Learning now deserving of love in a peaceful heart Won't tear myself apart no more for trying Tired of lying to myself Trying to buy what can't be bought It's not living what your doing if it feels like dying Just crying Growing old before your time It's only crying Growing old before your time