Growing old

Well I woke up in the morning & I just had to laugh
My body it was aching from my head right to my back
To the tips of my toes I could hardly recognize
The body I was seeing did not used to be mine

I’m growing old
I’m growing old

When I hear myself a saying those things my father said
Like “when I was your age” & “in those good old days’
Well I just have to chuckle ‘cause I know it to be true
Nothing lasts forever including me & you

Truth be told
We’re all growing old

Things are moving faster & I want to slow them down
Everything is changing I don’t recognize my own town
When I hear that computer music I try to keep an open mind
But I miss my rock & roll I miss my rear wheel drive

I’m growing old
I’m growing old

I used to look for answers know I like the space between the words
With sights & sounds fading except that ringing in my head
When I want to know how something works I ask a 5 year oild
He says, “Hold down control alt delete” when your computers froze!

Truth be told
We’re all growing old