When I was younger I never wondered About the ways I was trapped I thought I was moving My skin was improving On my face and on my back But the one thing I never lacked Was the faith you'd always come back How could I have been so wrong Ten years later I'm not more a savior I still can't convince the dead not to die I thought I was growing My age has been showing Is that just a way age can lie What led me to feel so secure This was the one thing we couldn't insure How could have been so wrong As I get older should I get bolder Or will disappoint be even worse And once I start shrinking Should I start thinking That expectations never die