(R.J. Johnson/Train)
The color of my hair is changing
And my skin is soft
Too soft for a man my age
And I am never alone

Where is time taking me
Nothing is real
This is how I feel
Nothing is wrong
Everything takes too long
How did this end up me against you
With everything that I say
And everything you do
Your smile is changing... yeah
Where is time taking you
Nothing is real
This is how I feel
Nothing is good
But I don't mind being blind
If you don't mind doing time
Nothing is wrong
Everything takes too long
Hey by the way
And I fell to your wayside
Did I crash or just slide
Hey by the way
And I pull my way up to your wayside
Would I hurt you if I just slide in
So this is how it feels
To get a little older
Some would say wiser
We know what that means
maybe not
Maybe thats what that means
Maybe not
Nothing is real
This is how I feel
Nothing is good
But I don't mind being blind
If you don't mind doing time
Nothing is wrong
But everything takes too long
Hey by the way
And I fell to your wayside
Did I crash or just slide
Hey by the way
And I pull my way up to your wayside
Would I hurt you if I just slide in
I believe in love
I believe in you
I believe in love
I believe in you