(Neal Coty, Brent Baxter)

Looking through shades of gray
Where there used to be just black
Feeling a few stubborn aches and pains
Creeping up and down my back
Wondering how I got here, how much here I got left
That ole clock’s ticking faster, but the game ain’t over yet

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Come back, kid
Come back, rowdy boy
Come back, crazy dreamer
Let’s make some noise
I see you in the mirror when I read between your lines
So come back, kid
We still got a lotta time
We still got a lotta time

As long as there’s gas in the tank, I ain’t gonna write you off
Let’s drive it like we stole it, even if we roll it, it’s worth it all
Strap that guitar on, turn that amp up to 10
Rock them good old days right back here again

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There’s just as much up ahead as there is behind
Let’s reach out and take it while we’re still alive
We’re still alive

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Come back, kid
Come back, reckless rebel
The one who thought he’d live forever
Let’s strike a match and light that fire tonight

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