Getting older, now responsibilities are on my shoulder
Funny how I never noticed them before
In my younger days, I was lucky things fell into place for me
I had what I called home and security
Now I'm older, feeling like a battle-weary soldier with nowhere else to go
The wars have all been won or lost so long ago
Old man, young man, you're both the same
Sometimes I'm a very old man, playing a young man's game
When I think about the time we waste, ain't it a shame
When you're older, people seem to think you've got your thoughts in order
But as for me, I haven't found a master plan
I'd be just as happy if I never did grow up at all
That would suit me fine. But now my only enemy is time
Old man, young man, you're both the same
Sometimes I'm a very old man, playing a young man's game
Old man, young man, you're both the same
Lord, you're both the same