As I was waking up today everything just ached
Back was hurting, joints crackle popping as I struggled to my feet
Gonna figure out one of these days
That I ain't got shit on the 20 something version of me
Can't sleep it off like the old days
As I was waking up today everything had changed
35 years old in the blueblack cold, Sunday morning
Speak to me, tell me what you need, I will try to find the thing
I will try to be everything he was for me
Forever turning, forever being called
And we don't even know your name
We can't even hear your voice
We've done everything to try and make it perfect for you now
And we can't even hear your voice
As I was waking up today, I admired my own face
I am lonely, lonely. I was born to be lonely, I am best so!
Gonna figure out one of these days
That the 20 something version of me ain't got shit on me
Forever turning, forever being called
And we don't even know your name
We can't even hear your voice
We've done everything to try and make it perfect for you now
And we can't even hear your voice