Tinman

I can’t remember, where I got lost
Turned around and my heart was gone.
Picked up the pieces and carried on,
Life is short and the road is long.

Nobody knows where we go for sure,
Had a drink and then had me one more.
‘Cause time is a sickness that we can not cure,
So what the hell are we waiting for?

I know I’ve got a lot to give,
I can’t give up, I can’t give in.
No I won’t let go, no I won’t let go.

I’ve got a fire, but it’s way to cold,
I’ve got a fear, inside of my soul,
Heavy heart and a head full of stones,
Too damn young to feel this old.
Too damn young to feel… this old.

No way to see how it will all unfold,
Win or lose that’s just the way that it goes
‘But your life is the best story that you’ve ever told,
And your story’s not over ‘til your book is closed.

I know I’ve got a lot to give,
I can’t give up, I can’t give in.
No I won’t let go, no I won’t let go.

I’ve got a fire, but it’s way to cold,
I’ve got a fear, inside of my soul,
Heavy heart and a head full of stones,
Too damn young to feel this old.
Too damn young to feel… this old.

I know I’ve got a lot to give, I can’t give up, I can’t give in.
I’m weightless and I feel as if, I’m a tiger in a lions den,
The way we were, they way you’d taste, I loved it when you’d kiss my face.
Still I won’t let go, no I won’t let go.

I’ve got a fire, but it’s way to cold,
I’ve got a fear, inside of my soul,
Heavy heart and a head full of stones,
Too damn young to feel this old.
Too damn young to feel… this old.