Old at Heart

I work this room on Tuesday nights

It isn't much but it pays alright

From 9 p.m. until last call

Sometimes I'm playing to the walls

But then there's nights I come alive

The stage it completes my thin disguise

I just keep running from myself

Play the song and be somebody else

Because I'm old at heart

And the people listening to me in the bars

They see the youth thats in my eyes

But if they saw the man inside

They'd know my soul was grey and worn

Cut from a cloth that's stained and torn

Unraveled from a single thread

Of too many words I left unsaid

And I know I don't look the part

This young man, he's old at heart

The words that come out of my mouth

They have a tired tone

But they're my own

And I've lived a thousand lives

That no one will ever see

So let 'em be, or set 'em free

Because I'm old at heart

And the people listening to me in the bars

They see the youth that's in my eyes

But if they saw the man inside

They'd know my soul was grey and worn

Cut from a cloth thats stained and torn

Unraveled from a single thread

Of too many words I left unsaid

I know I don't look the part

This young man, he's old at heart

And I know I don't look the part

This young man, he's old at heart