Hang On To Yourself (Arnold Corns Version)

I looked in the mirror today My eyes just didn't seem so bright I've lost a few more hairs I think I'm going bald I think I'm going bald Seems like only yesterday We would sit and talk of dreams all night Dreams of youth and simple truths Now we're all so involved So involved with life I walk down vanity fair Memory lane everywhere Wall street shuffles there Dressed in flowing hair [Incomprehensible] Once we loved the flowers Now we ask the price of the land Once we would take water But now it must be wine Now we've been and now we've seen What price peace of mind Take a piece of my mind My life is slipping away I'm aging every day But even when I'm gray I'll still be gray, my way, yeah