I can feel another winter coming on And we’re still walking the same ground
Our footprints are blending together
And I can still see them in circles in and out of this place
May this headache go away
May this smile stay the same
When I grow up I wanna be like me And when you grow up I hope that you’re still like you
We’re still living under the same sky
But these parking lot lights block mine
And we like to think that we’ve changed
But I keep telling the same ten stories in and out of this place
With the same embellished lies
About the best times of our lives
When I grow up I wanna be like me And when you grow up I hope that you’re still like you
And these stories they go on and on