| There were barefoot dreams of catching outlaws
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| There were school dreams of catching footballs
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| There were young dreams of finding great romance
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| There were armies and I took the chance
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| There were avenues of glory and some deep despair
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| That put subtle shapes of silver in my hair
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| Well I’m forty now and I’m a man
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| But I can’t resist the urge to put dreams in my plans
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| So many hopeless dreams and I broke some vows
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| Maybe life begins for me, I’m forty now
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| There were summer nights and there were good days
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| Life was water and I made waves
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| Oh I was crazy then so I made some breaks
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| Maybe God can look the other way
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| Either good outweighs the bad or we forget the bad
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| I’m thankful for a few friends that I’ve had
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| 'Cause I’m forty now and I’m a man
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| But I can’t resist the urge to put dreams in my plans
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| So many hopeless dreams and I broke some vows
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| Maybe life begins for me, I’m forty now
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| Well I’m forty now |