Well, I wake in the night and I wanna write about what we went through
I've been lying still for weeks
Got this new piano and it's older than my dad
But it sings the way I think so I stay at home and playAnd I get in and out some of these days
Oh, I'd rather swing below this old red tree
But I get tired, yeah, I've seen too muchI ain't got a dollar to my name, full of stories I am
I ramble on about love and her and her
There were two of them, one left and one diedOne year in the life, you know I lost everything
But I found a new home in the women I belong to
They make me tired, yeah, I've seen too muchOh, I ain't never been so alone and I never felt so cold
I swear that I want love more than I want gold
I'd trade it all for one more story with you
Or one more kiss with her, one more year innocentAnd there was a time not so long ago when I knew I had the world
Oh, I held it close, close enough to let me go
And it made me tired, yeah, I've seen too much
Oh yeah, I've seen too muchOh, I say
Oh, I sayMy past swings away from me as I swing beneath this old red tree
Been swinging here for years now
And I swung through their deaths and weddings
And confessed love to the women I belong toAnd my mother's getting old, she watches colder winters as we age
Who does she belong to
I bet she's tired, bet she's seen too much
I'm tired, I know I've seen too muchI'm tired, yeah, I've seen too much
Oh, I'm tired, yeah, I've seen too much
Yeah, Im tired