hey man it`s been a while
do you remember me
when i hit the streets i was 17
a little wild a little green
i`ve been up and down
and in between
after all these years
not is memorys
i`m still chasing that dream
but i ain`t looking over
my shoulder
i like the bed i`m sleeping in
it`s just like me
it`s broken in
it`s not old just older
like a favourite pair
of torn blue jeans
this skin i`m in it`s alright
with me
it`s not old just older
it`s good to see your face
you ain`t no worse for wear
breathing that california air
when we took on the world
when we were young and brave
we got secrets
that we`ll take to the grave
and we`re standing
here shoulder to shoulder
i like the bed i`m sleeping in
it`s just like me
it`s broken in
it`s not old just older
like a favourite pair of
torn blue jeans
this skin i`m in it`s alright
with me
it`s not old just older
i`m not old enough
to sing the blues
but i wore the holes
in the soles of these shoes
you can roll the dice
til they call your bluff
but you can`t win
until you`re not afraid to lose

well i look in the mirror
i don`t hate what i see
there`s a few more lines
staring back at me
the nights have grown
a little colder
hey man i gotta run
now you take care
if you see coach
tell him i cut my hair
can you believe
i`m still believe i`m just
I like the bed Im sleeping in
Its just like me its broken in
Its not old just older
like a favourite pair of
torn blue jeans
this skin i`m in
it`s alright with me yes i know
just older

it`s not old just