Lyrics:

Why all those younger guys Falling for you in the looks disguise Making you feel like you're thirty And just being dirty Your thick brown hair Who was that millionaire Showing you his piles of golden hair He was so rich but uneasy Trying to tease me But I don't care Painting your face Finding the pace of life Beatiful past under the mask You wear You're a movie star Who's caught in a dream The silver stream You know what I mean How can you sleep at night Knowing that secrets, secrets, secrets Secrets you locked up tight Off your shoulder it's good being older Without a care Painting your face Finding the pace of life Beatiful past under the mask You wear