Windy weather, as I breeze alongThrough the cold, dark meadows of my soulIs there a trick, to help my spirit stay forever this young, yeahOld man, savior of my soulTell me what it's like to grow oldI'm a young man, but the years are moving fastI hope that I am built, built to lastOh young man it's true, yeah the future grows so shortAt the same time in the past, well I can almost touchI used to think I knew everything, but now I knowI don't know much, I don't know muchYoung man, savior of my soulI'll tell you what it's like to grow oldYoung man, the years just fly so fastNothing's ever built, built to lastYoung man, savior of my soulThis is what it's like to grow oldYoung man, the years just fly so fastNothing's ever built, built to lastI breathe in every momentI got to play with all my mindCause you never know when you're young or oldIs this your last day or lastThat's what I'm talking aboutWe all have mercyTell me I swearTell me I swear