Now and then I pace my place
I can´t retrace how I got here
I cheat the light to check my face
It´s slightly harder than last year

And all at once it gets hard to take
It gets hard to fake what I won´t be
Cause one of these days I´ll be born and raised
And it´s such a waste to grow up lonely

I still have dreams, they´re not the same
They don´t fly as high as they used to
I saw my friend, he´s in my head
And he said, "You don´t remember me, do you?"

Then all at once it gets hard to take
It gets hard to fake what I won´t be
Cause one of these days I´ll be born and raised
And it´s such a waste to grow up lonely

I still got time, I still got faith
I call on both of my brothers
I got a mom, I got a dad

But they do not have each other

So line on up, take your place
And show your face to the morning
Cause one of these days you´ll be born and raised
And it comes along on without warning