Hey, man, it's been a while
Do you remember me?
When I hit these streets I was 17
A little wild, a little green
I've been up and down and in between
After all these years miles and memories
I'm still chasing dreams
But I ain't looking over my shoulder

Chorus:
I like the bed I'm sleeping in
And just like me, it's broken in
It's not old -- just older
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans
The skin I'm in it's alright with me
It's not old -- just older

It's good to see your face
You ain't no worse for wear
Breathing that Californian air
When we took on the world
We were young and brave
We got secrets that well take to the grave
Standing here shoulder to shoulder

Chorus:
I like the bed I'm sleeping in
And just like me, it's broken in
It's not old -- just older
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans
The skin I'm in it's alright with me
It's not old -- just older

I'm not old enough to sing the blues
But I wore the holes in the soles of these shoes
You can roll the dice 'til they call your bluff
But you can't win until you're not afraid to loose

Solo

When I look in the mirror
I don't hate what I see
There's a few more lines staring back at me
Now the night has grown a little bit colder
Hey man, I gotta run
Now you take care
If you see coach T. Tell him I've cut my hair
but I keep my faith
I still believe I'm just... Ha !

Chorus:
I like the bed I'm sleeping in
And just like me, it's broken in
It's not old -- just older
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans
The skin I'm in it's alright with me
It's not old -- just older
It's not old -- just