557 Pasadena

Do you remember getting old? Does anybody have the time? Did you ever really feel that young at all? Do I ever cross your mind? Left my shoes back at your place Walking barefoot home in the rain All your neighbors must think I'm going insane I guess they've never heard the sound of your name I've been living on the road Thumbing rides like a restless hobo Friendly faces all ask where I wanna go I don't answer 'cause I don't really know