Looking back on when I was a simple man
Pastel skies and Rockwell dreams were my whole plan
Now I fondly miss those faded pictures in my mind
Memories are more than wistful yearnings left behind 

As I grow older
The sun still shines
But the light is not as bright
Before the end comes
My only wish
There'll be some way to end this power of the night 

Every day that's kissed with some new breath of life
Or one announcing "I now pronounce you Man and Wife"
These are times and places, oh my darling dear to see
So much pain surrounds us; love is our liberty 

As I grow older
The sun still shines
But the light is not as bright
Before the end comes
My only wish
There'll be some way to end this power of the night 

Breathe to the beat beatitude
Revise those jaded eyes
Breathe to the beat beatitude
Dispose the lying prose
Breathe to the beat beatitude


Drifting in and out of life, let us turn our eyes
To the destination where the blessed spirits rise 

As I grow older
The sun still shines
But the light is not as bright
Before the end comes
My only wish
There'll be some way to end this power of the night 

Before the end comes
My only wish
There'll be some way to end this power of the night