It's funny how time runs out,
And the window of opportunity
That you've been waiting for all your life,
Just seems to slip right by.
It's our chance to take it,
Where most will break it.
We will hold onto the feeling of living for ourselves.
It starts in this moment right now.
It's something you can't let it pass you by,
It will be haunting you for the rest of your life.
I've seen it in my elders,
Bitterness towards that fact that we are living for our dreams,
And that's something they could never quite complete.
Or even have the heart to try it.
How will we ever know, if you can't put yourself out there.
It's funny how time runs out,
And the window of opportunity
That you've been waiting for all your life,
Just seems to slip right by.
It's our chance to take it,
Where most will break it.
We will hold onto the feeling of living for ourselves.