Life isn't easy for one born in his house
A house marred by cold winds and rain
If left up to him, he'd just let it go
So I do my best to maintain
And lately I've noticed that the more I mature
The more and more we disagree
There's good days and bad but the good days are few
And on the bad days I long to be free
Living with the old man is something I must do
And only by your strength, Lord, will I ever see it through
Until it's time to leave here and we go our separate ways
Lord, to run my race I'll need your grace living with the old man each day
He moves a bit slower, now, with each passing day
He's finding things hard to recall
Each seasonal change brings a new ache and pain
And I know that it's because of the fall
We could grow close tt he could see things like me
But I know that we're worlds apart
And I long for the day when our battles are o'er
When together, we've made a new start
Lord, I thank you for staying here close by my side
I could never survive on my own
I'm just hoping and praying for that wondertul day
When you've made this old house a new home
Living with the old man is something I must do
And only by your strength, Lord, will I ever see it through
Until it's time to leave here and we go our separate ways
Lord, to run my race I'll need your grace living with the old man each day
Life isn't easy for one born in his house