If you take the path I'll meet you on it Just bring a flashlight and I will bring the blanket And if it's cold we'll build ourselves a fire And lay our memories right down beside it Branches block the weary sky above us And with their lies they surely did deceive us In the end I know that it's all worth it But in my heart sometimes I forget to feel it Oh this old soul Inside these young bones Oh my old soul "Friend," I said, "I think I'm starting over, Who I was I now am not, I lost her." And if we meet again before the sun sets Maybe we could somehow learn our lesson Oh this old soul Inside these young bones Oh my old soul Lights have burned throughout the night Lighting the road and oh, but you're not on it Oh this old soul Inside these young bones Oh my old soul