It’s true that you used to be crazy
And harder to love than most men
And the blood that ran through your tired old hands
Was harder and wilder back then.

You don’t seem as tall as you used to
Maybe it’s just that I’ve grown.
You’re the one that held my hand when I fell,
I just couldn’t make it alone.

We’ve lived out all the stories
And sang all the old songs.
It takes one to know me,
I guess you’re the one.

Your daughter’s a lady, a fortune
And your son an heir to the throne
And though this crown we hold is tarnished and cold
It’s a symbol of all that you owned.

Sometimes I wish I was younger
And could pick up the pieces and run
But when I look back on the matter of fact
It’s a race that we’ve already won.

We’ve lived out all the stories
And sang all the old songs.
It takes one to know me,
I guess you’re the one.
We’ve lived out all the stories
And sang all the old songs.
It takes one to know me,
I guess you’re the one.
It takes one to know me,
I guess you’re the one