These are the golden years. When people get what they want. And you can be one of them. 'Cause you're old enough to burn. So you earn your star--you run from the pack. Sell the clothes from off of your back. And you'll go far--you'll never look back. Your dreams can never die. Welcome to the facts of life. Life on the edge of town.... No one could get near you. But one day you call to them. When they find you where it hurts. You can fall so far you never come up. All you've got is never enough. And just one word can make it so tough. Your dreams were not so wise.... You're runnin' through the facts of life. Oh you're runnin' from the facts of life. Oh you're runnin' from the facts of life. Oh you're runnin' from the facts of life. Oh you're runnin' from the facts of life. The first time I saw you. You were untouchable. You walked on the poet's heels. No one could deny you. Now you're lookin' for better things. Someone to get close to. A song everybody knows. ...When you find out what it's worth.... And you come so far you'll never turn back. The stones they throw--they roll off your back. They make it hard--you like it like that. Your dreams will never die. When you go so far you'll never turn back. The stones they throw--you throw 'em right back. They play so hard--you like it like that. Our dreams become our lives. No more runnin' from the facts of life. No more runnin' from the facts of life. No more runnin' from the facts of life. No more runnin'.... No more runnin'.... No more runnin' from the facts of life.