oh, tell me its ok
i wanna know that everybody makes it through
somehow i need to know that you're going through
the same emptiness that i feel now
should growing up feel like a new pair of shoes?

my dream goes so...

falling from higher ground
landing on my feet
waking up tonight to say:

so can i write things on this wall?
and tell you about the things i did
who i loved
lives i didn't change

i'll clench my fists and hold on tight
the years are pulling me too hard
and i'm not ready for this pain

cause it's the pain of realization
waking up and finding out
that i might not turn out like my dad
and i'll cry

tonight i'm fifteen
tomorrow i'm eighteen
when will i make my mark on this life?

my dream goes so...

falling from higher ground
learning of defeat
waking up tonight to cry

so can i write thing on this wall?
and tell you about the things i did
who i loved
lives i didn't change

i'll clench my fists and hold on tight
the years are pulling me too hard
and i'm not ready for this pain

so i won't fall behind
no, i won't fall behind
yeah

falling from higher ground
learning of defeat
waking up tonight to cry

can i break down this here wall
kick it hard and work these shoes
make it fit right this time
walk on water and feel your rain
it washes all regret from me
oh growing up fits me like
a new pair of shoes