Twenty One - Phil Vassar

I think, before I speak; I turn the other cheek more than I used to

I’m surprised I’m alive after all of the crazy things that I do

I’ve still got that wild streak you love but I’m not the man I was

But I think I like me better now than when I was twenty-one

Back then, I ran with a reckless abandon in a Pontiac

An' I’d smile with a misguided pride when they’d call me a maniac. (Huh.)

And I couldn’t get gone fast enough: God knows I was the prodigal son

I took a match to every bridge back then when I was twenty-one

Whoa, whoa, age does change us

And it’s a good thing that it does

It pays the wages: man

I can’t believe how far I’ve come from when I was twenty-one

Instrumental break

(Whoa, whoa, yeah.)

To those broken hearts I left without regard: I didn’t know the consequences.

(Huh.)

I apologise an', with a little time now, I’ve come to my senses

And now I see the power and the promise in commitment to your love

That’s something I could never have done when I was twenty-one

Whoa, whoa, age does change us

And it’s a good thing that it does

It pays the wages: man

I can’t believe how far I’ve come from when I was twenty-one

Whoa, whoa, whoa, when I was twenty-one

Whoa, when I was twenty-one

Mmm, hmm