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 of memories

I'm still chasing dreams

But I ain't looking over my shoulder

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

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

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

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 night has grown a little colder

Hey man, I gotta run

Now you take care

If you see Coach T, tell him I've cut my hair

I've kept my faith

I still believe I'm just

Ha

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