Hey, man, it's been a while.

Do you remember me?.

When I hit the streets I was 17.

A little wild, a little green.

I've been up and down and in between.

After all these years and miles and memories.

I'm still chasing dreams.

But I ain't looking over my shoulder.

Chorus

I like the bed I'm sleeping in.

It's just like me, it's broken in.

It's not old -- just older.

Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans.

This skin I'm in it's alright with me.

It's not old -- just older.

It's good to see your face.

You ain't no worse for wear.

Breathing that California air.

When we took on the world.

We were young and brave.

We got secrets that we'll take to the grave.

And we're standing here shoulder to shoulder.

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I'm not old enough to sing the blues.

But I wore the holes in the soles of these shoes.

You can roll the dice 'til they call your bluff.

But you can't win until you're not afraid to lose, yeah.

Solo

Well, I look in the mirror.

I don't hate what I see.

There's a few more lines staring back at me.

Now the nights have grown a little bit colder.

Hey man, I gotta run.

You take care.

If you see coach T.

tell him I've cut my hair.

I kept my faith.

I still believe I'm just…

Repeat chorus