I am no longer young, I'm an old man's daughter. We got caught with the sun going down. We spent most of our days adrift on the water. That's how I know my way around.
In a mansion high the young man stood. Ready to join his companions good. Outside the scent of Magnolia blossoms. Down streets of gold the children were racin'.
last call, he was sick of it all. asleep at home. told you off and goodbye. well you know one day it'll come to haunt you. that you didn't tell him quite the truth.