Growing up will make you humble Getting old will make you tired I'm not thinking about dying I'm thinking about life I'm that kind of guy There's a light in your window There's a moon in my sky And if you leave me tomorrow I'll break down and cry I'm that kind of guy I'm that kind of guy I'll keep fighting the good fight Though the words won't come out right If I light a candle I'd burn it bright In light of the night And make you see And I went to the stream and I saw my reflection Delivering me to a light in the sky I went to the stream and I saw my reflection Delivering me to a light in the sky I went to the stream and I saw my reflection Delivering me to a light in the sky