When I was a younger man, looking for a pot of gold
Everywhere I turned the doors were closed
Took every ounce of faith I had to keep on keeping on
Still I felt like I was only losing

I refused then, like I do now, let 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 was just afraid
Hungry and old before his time

Through the years I've known my share of broken hearted fools
Those who couldn't choose a path worth taking
There's nothing in the world so sad as talking to a man
Never knew his life was his for making

And it ain't about time you realize, it's not worth keeping score
You win some, you lose some, you let it go
What's the use of stacking on, every failure another stone
'Til you find you've spent your whole 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, the sky is turning gold
Like the sky my soul is also turning
Turning from the past, at last and all I left behind
Could it be that I am finally learning?

Learning I'm deserving of love and the 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 that you're doing if it feels like dying
It's crying, growing old before your time
Crying, growing old before your time