All I need is to turn the page,

I can see a man - he's twice my age.

Proud face, a lot of scars,

I can see a shadow of the bars...



Hold on - can you feel the sorrow,

Hold on - he won't see tomorrow...



Yes, he was proud as hell to the end of the line,

So he's got a story to tell of the age gone wild.

The magic and the spell, an eye for an eye,

Now, he's got a story to tell of the age gone wild...



Just a kid but he was told,

He will be the one to rule the world.

Such a shame - with speed of light,

He become a beggar over over night.