Forty years have passed me by I can’t even tell you why I feel so empty inside All the friends who’ve come and gone Still a few who have held on Family I’ve said goodbye to And jobs I could never stick with Always thought I’m 24 There’s still time for just one more One more friend, one more girl, one more job And so much more [Chorus] Is this all there is to me? Half a story Half asleep Watching seasons blur and bleed Still I’m standing Somehow true With this hollow Honest view Forty years and asking What do I hold on to? [Verse 2] Coffee stains on Monday shirts Laughed it off But some of it hurt Little dreams I never chased Names in phones I never call Numbers fading on the wall Whole lives lost in crowded days I let them slip away [Chorus] Is this all there is to me? Half a story Half asleep Watching seasons blur and bleed Still I’m standing Somehow true With this hollow Honest view Forty years and asking What do I hold on to? [Bridge] Maybe there’s a quiet grace In all the things I never faced In every tear I didn’t show (oh) If I’ve got one day left to spend Let it be with honest friends Saying what I never let them know [Chorus] Is this all there is to me? Maybe that is what I need Just a simple Breathing beat Still I’m standing Bruised and new Empty Making room for truth Forty years and learning What I can hold on to
