Young Man's Game Video (MV)

When the years pass through the dusty hour glass
And my dreams fall like the pouring rain
Will you pick me up
Or leave me in the dirt 'til I go insane
Growing old alone is a young man's game
When I stand on the ruins
Of my burned down city streets
Will you pick me up, carry me, and give rest to my tired feet
When I've walked too far to carry on
And forget just why I came
Growing old alone is a young man's game
When I climb up in a tree just to see your face
Or cut a hole atop the courtroom
And lower you in to plead my case
Will you sell me out for a couple nickels
Or break me free from my lonely chains
Growing old alone is a young man's game
When there's wrinkles on my face
And there is worry in my soul
Will you take me in, dance with me
And give me shelter from the cold
When I was young I was bold
But now I'm too old to take the blame
To hold the weight, to face the flame
Growing old alone is a young man's game
Growing old alone is a young man's game