They say if you leave a horse alone it diesnNestles into the hay and shuts its eyesnWell I’ve dreamt of being that horse a hundred timesnAnd I end up a pile of bones and a cloud of fliesnAnd when you’re nine years old you don’t carenIf your on your own or one of a pairnAnd when you get salt in your eyes, sand in your hairnCall for mum or daddy they’ll be therennPlease don’t turn me into a mannCos I don’t want to see my skin foldnOh please wont you keep me as I amnOh people look so lonely when they’re old, when they’re oldnnWhen you come of age it’s not the samenNo umbrella over your head when it rainsnAnd your friends would rather get high than play a gamenOh it’s such a shame the way they changenAnd Emily’s hung over, Bill feels roughnThinks his girlfriend might be up the duff...againnShe threw up twice last night on the busnAnd I never thought growing old could be so toughnnOh please don’t turn me into a mannCos I don’t want to see my skin foldnOh please wont you keep me as I amnOh people look so lonely when they’re old, when they’re old