People, people drinking to their sorrows
Acting like there's no tomorrow
And yet I, yet I sit alone
Wishing I was 40 years old
I would go back home
To a time when I could roam
I would
To a time when I belong
Father, father play that song you showed
Didn't you play this on the road
Oh how much, how much better is this tune
Compared to the stuff my peers still croon
I could go back home
To a time when I could roam
I could
To a time when I belong
Mother, mother bring me to your time
When the music sounded like mine
I beg you, beg you let me go
So I could fit in and be known
I should go back home
To a time when I could roam
I should
To a time when I belong