When I'm 30, I had planned,
I'll be a fine well-traveled man
The wife the job the car the house
Yeah I'll have it figured out
When I'm 30

But I saw 30 come and go
The more I learn the less I know
The things worth keeping must be free to go
Or the light inside them dies

When I'm 40 I'll have laid aside
The fairy dust and ashes of my pride
Must be something else besides
All my empty dreams

But I saw 40 come and go
The more I learn the less I know
The things worth keeping must be free to go
Or the light inside them dies

So as I'm older I just hope to trace
A simple pattern in the shape of grace
Understand and accept my place
And then be on my way

I've seen my whole life come and go
The more I learn the less I know
The things worth keeping must be free to go
Or the light inside them dies