Old

I thought I'd always love summer skies and seas of blue,
I thought I'd live just to spend my life with you.
I used to dream of distant places, but that's all history.
Now all I used to believe in is just a memory.
I always hoped to be the one who saves the world,
Now I don't want anything, I must be growing old.

I used to dream of making stormy revolutions,
But now that kind of dreams just bring silly confusion.
And when I spoke, I thought anyone will stop and listen,
But now I feel like there is something missing.
I don't want to be a world hero any more.
I've lost my touch, I must be growing old.

There was always a chance, there always stood tomorrow,
Now I leave behind silly regrets and aching sorrow.
My heart used to pump with fire through the ocean,
Now the years pass and I don't pay much attention.
Some say I'm ignorant 'cause I don't care at all.
I've had my time of glory, I must be growing old.

What I gotta do to keep all those naive dreams alive?
If I made one more effort, I don't think I'd survive.
I'm too tired to try, too tired to even pretend I'm ok,
In the end no one will give a damn, nor remember anyway.
My body is young, but I've got scars in my soul.
I made my moves, life got me bruised, I'm growing old.

Every step is now made after long time hesitation
Or not made at all and given up at first rejection.
I payed my dues, gave more than I received,
I have no regrets for the adventurous life that I lived.
I did my part, I played my role
I'm stopping here, I'm growing old.