Billy Squier Follow

These are the golden yearsWhen people get what they
wantAnd you can be one of them'Cause you're
old enough to burnSo you earn your star--you run from
the packSell the clothes from off of your backAnd
you'll go far--you'll never look backYour dreams
can never dieWelcome to the facts of
lifeLife on the edge of town...No one could get
near youBut one day you call to themWhen they find you
where it hurtsYou can fall so far you never come
upAll you've got is never enoughAnd just one word
can make it so toughYour dreams were not so
wise...You're runnin' through the facts of
lifeOh you're runnin' from the facts of
lifeOh you're runnin' from the facts of
lifeOh you're runnin' from the facts of
lifeOh you're runnin' from the facts of
lifeThe first time I saw youYou were
untouchableYou walked on the poet's heelsNo one
could deny youNow you're lookin' for better
thingsSomeone to get close toA song everybody
knows...When you find out what it's
worth...And you come so far you'll never turn
backThe stones they throw--they roll off your backThey
make it hard--you like it like thatYour dreams will never
dieWhen you go so far you'll never turn
backThe stones they throw--you throw 'em right
backThey play so hard--you like it like thatOur dreams
become our livesNo more runnin' from the facts of
lifeNo more runnin' from the facts of lifeNo
more runnin' from the facts of lifeNo more
runnin'...No more runnin'...No more
runnin' from the facts of life