Old man looks at my life,
I look a lot like you.
Old man looks at my life,
I look a lot like you.
Old man looks at my life,
Twenty four
and there is so much more
Live alone in a paradise
This reminds me of two.
Lost love, such a price,
Give me things
which does not get lost.
Like a coin that won't be tossed
I'm going home.
Old man, look at my life
I look a lot like you
I need someone to love me
all day through
Ah, a look in my eyes
and you can say it's true.
Lullabies, look into your eyes,
Run in the same old town.
It doesn't mean much to me
It means just as much to you.
I was the first and the last
Watch how time passes.
But I'm finally all alone.
I'm going home.
Old man, look at my life
I look a lot like you
I need someone to love me
all day through
Ah, a look in my eyes
and you can say it's true.
Old man looks at my life,
I look a lot like you.
Old man looks at my life,
I look a lot like you.
Recorded February 23, 1971
BBC Television Theatre,
Shepherd's Bush, London.
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