I Was Young When I Left Home

t'was a splendid night and I'm feeling hopelessly unknown had a good old time, just a reeling with stories to be told now the paint is running out if the frame with my pockets emptied of loose change I was young when I left home I was young when I left home when the heart is great and the world proves itself too small n' when a stark ambition arises if only to fall the battlefield was left bloody and cold they all had knives but I came through alone I was young when I left home I was young when I left home may you find yourself a good someone to talk to and say to hell with these errant waves of misfortune then I hear your name from the darkness as I'm walking through the snow and a pleasant warmth embraces me, seeps deep into my bones there is no pretense in your sweet smile and I find the strength to go the extra mile I was young when I left home I was young when I left home y'must find yourself a good someone to talk to and say to hell with these errant waves of misfortune 'young when I left home I was young when I left home