Yes, I know that The sun is beating down, Pounding your back with heat As you're working. You're working hard Selling memories not to be forgotten. You think you're grown now. You are a man It seems to you... And it seems to you Only fitting That you do what you please. Well, you think you're free now Like you've never been free before. You're just another boy on the bullivard. But can you take it, Ooh, the harshness of this lifestyle? As you wait for them to come along Will you come undone? Your time, Your time is running, Running out. What are you feeling now? I split no hairs About the little things. I say only what is relevant. I see You need a warning. You ride like the wind Through the pages of your life. They change like the faces in the night. I know your lonely. How could you not be?