Folk always told me that my heart would grow
the older the man yeah the stronger the stone
am I losing my mind
am I growing backwards with time

Some say with age that our purpose comes clear
I see the opposite happening here
Are we losing the fight
are we growing backwards with time

I was young and love was fun
now it’s so serious
now all the fun has equal pain theres something wrong with this
For all I know theres more I dont
oh the little I have learned
for every year of knowledge gained
is a negative year I’ve earned

Folk always told me that my heart would grow
The older the man, yeah, the stronger the stone
Am I losing my mind?