Eight years old, falling for the nursery lie
That it'll be better when I older when I can drive
So play it fast, all of my past, 'cause I'll live it again
It ain't nothing new, what I'm growing through
With all of my friends
Ten years more, chasing after college life
Thinking it'll be better when I'm older
When I've got a wife, can start real life
So play it fast, all of my past, 'cause I'll live it again
It ain't nothing new, what I'm going through
With all of my friends
But silver hairs start to grow and I'm only twenty-four
Oh my my
There's things to do, not things to see, wonder what life will bring to me
Same as before, it's just like before
But I'm growing fine with the passing of time
Yeah I'm growing fine with the passing of time
Eighty years old, not falling
