Lyrics:

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
Been up and down and in between
After all these years and miles memories
I'm still chasing dreams
But I ain't looking over my shoulder
I like the bed I'm sleeping in
Just like me, it's broken in
It's not old, just older
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans
This 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 California air
When we took on the world
We were young and brave
Got secrets that we'll take to the grave
Standing here shoulder to shoulder
I like the bed I'm sleeping in
Just like me, it's broken in
It's not old, just older
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans
This 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 lose
Yeah

Well, 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
You take care
If you see Coach T., tell him I've cut my hair
I've kept my faith, I still believe
I'm just... (Ha!)
I like the bed I'm sleeping in
Just like me, it's broken in
It's not old, just older
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans
This skin I'm in, it's alright with me
It's not old, just older
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, yeah
It's not old
Just...