Sunrise east of Mississippi
Hog tied and waking up dizzy
Last night I fought a tiger in Bombay
From Moonshine and fire dancing hippies
To knife fights in underground cities
My life's a work of art everyday
When I grow old
Will I stay young?
Will you be proud what I've become
Through fields of flowers I have run
To leave my shadow on the sun
The little boy
That I once was
Drank the rains to fight the floods
Misty mountains I have run
To touch my candle to the sun
Maybe I'm a little allusive
Maybe I'm Abel and Cain
Maybe I'm a story of faith in pain
And I've been running underneath your star shine
Sleeping dreaming underneath your tall pines
I hear your voices singing when the wind chimes
All through my darkest days
When I grow old
Will I stay young?
Will you be proud what I've become
Through fields of flowers I have run
To leave my shadow on the sun
The little boy
That I once was
Drank the rains to fight the floods
Misty mountains I have run
To touch my candle to the sun
Where the light is
Where the light is
Where the light is
Where the light is
(I grow older)
Where the light is
(I grow older)
Where the light is
(I grow older)
Where the light is
(I grow older)
Where the light is
(I grow older)
Where the light is
(I grow older)
Where the light is
(I grow older)
Where the light is
(I grow older)
Where the light is