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 a 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,
There's something wrong with this,
For all I know there's more I don't,
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?