I've been young for far too long
Growing up now, just feels so wrong
There must be a better way, to live this life
Than mundane days and a 9 to 5
I should've dreamt, better than I dared
Or perhaps for my dreams, better cared
Maybe some day, I'll finally understand
The truth of my ways, that right now I can't
And maybe make peace, with all that I left behind
When I dreamt of my life and then pretended I was blind....