I woke up this morning and I found myself 33
Yes I woke up this morning and I just turned 33
And I'm not sure I like what I see
I climbed into bed last night all alone
Yes I climbed into bed last night all alone
Wondering just, where I went wrong
Sleeping in barns with the stars for a roof
And the holes in the walls they surely let the sunshine through
But the hardest thing is lying here missing you
Living on the road, thinking you're so free
But you come to find, it's not what it's all hyped up to be
So you keep rolling down the road, in the hands of destiny
The years fly by like an old newspaper in the wind
And if you listen real hard you can still hear her sing
If you could turn time back, you'd do it all over again