Song Description
A song about.....getting older, not better...
| Song Length |
5:23 |
Genre |
R & B - Disco, Unique - Unclassified |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Distressed, Poignant |
Subject |
Age, Aging, Life |
Lyrics
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to to hide
You're just a bit outside
You fight the tide
As you're washed aside
You're just a bit outside yeah
There was a day, I'd spin fortunes wheel
With a disregard for the play
Never knew how I'd feel
As the night oozed into day
A thousand days that won't return
Believing I was bullet proof and wise
Shot full of holes, everything to learn
I've been brought down to size
Bridge:
The young girls call you sir
And treat you like you're dealing out of desperation
You're howling at the moon
Everybody speaks a different language
So how you feel you know it's real
There ain't no turning back now
No backstage pass, no shady deal
You have to face it somehow