Older Men

We used to smile and chuckle at the bald heads in the sun
Ranting (?) 'bout the good old days and everything gone wrong
Thought that we’d stay young forever — doesn’t everyone?
We used to laugh at older men, now look what we’ve become
We used to see the days as if they’d only just begun
We dreamed of making history and we dreamed of making love
Now we sit and wonder at the things we’ve left undone
We used to pity older men, now look what we’ve become
We used to sit and ponder 'bout nature and 'bout God
We wondered if we’d marry, if we’d ever find true love
But time can be a healer, priest, and teacher — three in one
We used to envy older men, now look what we’ve become
I won’t back down now
No, I won’t give up now
I won’t give up now
And I can’t give up now
Not now