Lyrics:

A pillow to rest my weary headthe end of a working daythe door to the dream left openI won't be turned awaya winter coat for a wind so coldthe age of age old needa town to live and call my owna way and a will to succeedYes I am luckyyes I am luckyI'm a lucky man indeeda town to live and call my owna way and a will to succeedI may search for happinessand not know what it takesand still be here a thousand yearsand make the same mistakesYes I am luckyyes I am luckyI'm a lucky man indeeda town to live and call my owna way and a will to succeed

China Crisis Age Old Need