Guitar baby you’ve stumbled
Right into the blinding light
Looking to the face of the sun
Rode a midwest song
All the way to San Francisco Bay
Looking to the face of the sun

When you have all
You want so young
So hard to start anew
Still defined by who you
Were back then
But that’s no longer you

Old friends burned bright and blew out
And now you’re still around
Looking to the face of the sun
Barflies wait in a smiling line
To ask you what it’s like
Looking to the face of the sun

When you have all
You want so young
So hard to start anew
Still defined by who you
Were back then
But that’s no longer you