I wake up each morning
Stumble from my bed to the bathroom
Each day it takes just a little longer
Eyes still stuck in snooze mode
Wishing I was just a little stronger
Man it’s tough getting old

Cold water running
How much further can I sink
Washing the night before from my eyes
Still too early to think
I splash my face
Rub my head
Staring into the mirror
I don’t see any surprise

I see me
For better or worse
Can’t hide from the world
Is it a blessing or a curse
I am who I am
Will be what I was...