Fifty years, gray in my beard
And I still don’t know who I am
A younger man, with time on his hands
Never has a plan
What about you is true
Can you profess to be you
Or are you a replica, some facsimile
Are you trying to hide
Or are you trapped inside
Hoping to break free
Solo
Bittersweet, playback on repeat
Of golden days, hope there’s more to come
Counting time, playing the back nine
Still praying for my hole in one
Chorus
Is there a you you’re looking for
That’s not where you are now
Do you think you’ll find yourself
Before your time runs out
Chorus