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
