I can remember the feeling
Of being small
Praying to a god I don't believe in To grow tall
Can you remember the evenings Of your youth?
Losing track of time,
Losing count of hours,
Losing your balance, And then losing a tooth
Where does it go?
So fast and so slow?
And so, you notice you got old Where does it go?
Like how spring melts the snow? One day, you're living on your own
I can remember believing
That my parents were gods
And yes, there's comfort in people But fear in a faith that's lost
Oh, what a wonderful feeling! To own and operate your life Oh
what a terrible burden, All my decisions are mine
Where does it go?
So fast and so slow?
And so, you notice you got old Where does it go?
Like how spring melts the snow? One day, you're living on your own
