Old Man Of 17 - Bob Welch

Old man of 17, walkin' down the road

Your years go by like words

Notes in the Book of Souls

Young man of 21

I guess it ain’t your style

'Cause you found the legend lied

But did it with a smile

Yeah you’re lookin' for a revelation

You’re dancing in the dark

Deep inside your eyes

Deep inside your heart

Yeah but soon you got to face the angels

Just as naked as you came

Yeah the mystery is simple

Just this: you’re born to reign

Old man of 31, you feel like your time is gone

There is so much that’s hard

But beautiful to come

Young man of 34

Twisting in the wind

Everything that you thought you knew

You’ll have to think again

I can see an angel coming

And he might be dressed in black

'Cause in the vicious month when the tide has turned

It’s too late to go back

Ah but soon you got to face the angels

Just as naked as you came

The mystery is simple justice

You’re born to reign