Age Old Need

A pillow to rest my weary head
The end of a working day
The door to the dream left open
I won’t be turned away
A winter coat for a wind so cold
The age of age old need
A town to live and call my own
A way and a will to succeed
Yes I am lucky
Yes I am lucky
I’m a lucky man indeed
A town to live and call my own
A way and a will to succeed
I may search for happiness
And not know what it takes
And still be here a thousand years
And make the same mistakes
Yes I am lucky
Yes I am lucky
I’m a lucky man indeed
A town to live and call my own
A way and a will to succeed