You look so sweet in the morning light Neon suits me best Will you be surprised when you open your eyes And see the grey hairs on my chest Will your heart sink fast And wonder oh Lord what have I done That so uneasy feeling, an urge just to cut and run And in the morning bright at that first stoplight I know just how you'll feel You'll grant yourself an amnesty Or bang your head against the wheel Somewhere between forty and fallin' apart I've got a bad back and bum knee And a teenager's heart That still seeks redemption but it needs someplace to start Somewhere between forty and fallin' apart I've lived this scene a hundred times but it's me who's got to leave My body stays up all night long while the conscience loses sleep I got my feet on the floor, elbows on my knees, head in my hands Jesus, please Aw forget it, it's always the same old thing Somewhere between forty and fallin' apart You hustle on down to the end of the road Just waiting for your life to start This ain't no dress rehearsal so for better or worse I'll just keep on singing the same old songs Cause leavings just so easy and staying takes so long Somewhere between forty and fallin' apart...