i m a wildflower by the highway up against the rain i m an old man growing tired getting used to the pain i m a wildflower in a garden tended everyday i m an old dog hard to love and even harder to change but it s no time to be slowing down it s no time to be turning round you could blow a hole right through this town if i don t ever let you down i m a wildflower by the streetlight where the night begins i m an old house barely breathing as the walls fall in and it s no time to be slowing down it s no time to be turning round you could blow a hole right through this town if i don t ever let you down i m a wildflower and i m an old man there s so much in between and it s no time to be standing by it s no time to be asking why you could blow a hole right through this sky if i don t ever let you down