I've run around the same old town
Same silly faces, just in new places
Everyday I go to school the same
I'm getting out of here
There's something bout this simple life
No complications, just aspirations
There's no need to fall asleep tonight
I'll miss this when I'm far away from home
Why is it when we're old we never know
Am I in the good days
Or am I in the big leagues now
Where are all the funny clothes
That I'd wear in cubicles
We're only getting higher from here
All these questions follow me
Will my friends remember long drives
And did I change my personality
I hope I do survive
Oh, will I meet a confidant
Forever lonely, or surely only
Teasing with my own farsightedness
I'll miss this when I'm far away from home
Why is it when we're old we never know