"To Hang Upon My Wall"
Sometimes in the mornin',
when I'm feelin kind of low,
I look into the mirror.
Damn the lines, they really show.
When I was twenty one
was this the dream I had planned.
living all alone
with the face of my old man?
CHORUS:
Is this the picture that I wanted to hang upon my wall?
Is this the story of my life to share with one and all?
I thought I had a map. Well am I there or am I lost?
Is this the picture that I wanted to hang upon my wall.
Sometimes in the evening,
when I go out on the town,
they say not to look needy
as I slowly mull around.
I buy them a few drinks.
"I was married once, you know.
She could have left when I was young
but now's the time she chose."
(To Chorus)
Bridge:
Maybe if I felt different, if I felt I had slowed down,
I'd realize that twenty one just can't come back around.
But my heart still loves and longs
and my hands still write love songs.
After all these years I don't think less of me.
Sometimes in the late night,
when bars are closing down,
There's a lump inside my throat
and the beer won't wash it down.
The girls are half my age
but I'm hopin' one will see.
Behind the wrinkling face
is still a boy with all his needs.
(To Chorus) -Peter Ansley