Hey, man, it's been a whileDo you remember me?When I hit the streets I was 17A little wild, a little greenI've been up and down and in betweenAfter all these yearsCan you believe I'm still chasing that dreamBut I ain't looking over my shoulderI like the bed I'm sleeping inIt's just like me, it's broken inIt's not old -- just olderLike a favourite pair of torn blue jeansThis skin I'm in it's alright with meIt's not old -- just olderIt's good to see your faceYou ain't no worse for wearBreathing that California airWhen we took on the worldWhen we were young and braveWe got secrets that we'll take to the graveAnd we're standing here shoulder to shoulderI like the bed I'm sleeping inIt's just like me, it's broken inIt's not old -- just olderLike a favourite pair of torn blue jeansThis skin I'm in it's alright with meIt's not old -- just olderI'm not old enough to sing the bluesBut I wore the holes in the soles of these shoesYou can roll the dice 'til they call your bluffBut you can't win until you're not afraid to loseSoloWell, I look in the mirrorI don't hate what I seeThere's a few more lines staring back at meThe nights have grown a little colderHey man, I gotta runNow you take careIf you see coach T. Tell him I cut my hairIt's been all these yearsCan you believe I'm still chasing dreamsBut I ain't looking over my shoulderI like the bed I'm sleeping inIt's just like me, it's broken inIt's not old -- just olderLike a favourite pair of torn blue jeansThis skin I'm in it's alright with meIt' s not old -- just older