All I need is to turn the page, I can see a man - he's twice my age. Proud face, a lot of scars, I can see a shadow of the bars...
Hold on - can you feel the sorrow, Hold on - he won't see tomorrow...
Yes, he was proud as hell to the end of the line, So he's got a story to tell of the age gone wild. The magic and the spell, an eye for an eye, Now, he's got a story to tell of the age gone wild...
Just a kid but he was told, He will be the one to rule the world. Such a shame - with speed of light, He become a beggar over over night.