I looked in the mirror today My eyes just didn't seem so bright I've lost a few more hairs I think I'm going bald
I think I'm going bald
Seems like only yesterday We would sit and talk of dreams all night Dreams of youth And simple truths Now we're so involved So involved with life
Walk down vanity fair Memory lane everywhere Wall Street shuffles there Dressed in flowing hair
Once we loved the flowers Now we ask the price of the land Once we would take water But now it must be wine Now we've been And now we've seen What price peace of mind
Take a piece of my mind
My life is slipping away I'm aging every day But even when I'm grey I'll still be grey my way