The wind is f**ing up my hair,
been watching clouds go by for hours.
Standing on the weathered dock,
thinking of the times and what they cost me.
But was I ready
to turn my back and run
into the setting sun?
I don’t wanna grow old.
Sweet dreams,
I’ve been sold.
Opportunities pa**ed me on my way back,
life’s moving too fast.
Different cities through the gla**.
All my struggles are captured
in these photographs.
Faces in a crowded room
in my silence, I’m consumed.
They shake my hand and strike a pose
posting memories so I’ll know
that I was once known.
But when the moon is low,
why do I feel so damn alone?
I don’t wanna grow old.
Sweet dreams,
I’ve been sold.
Opportunities pa**ed me on my way back,
life’s moving too fast.
Different cities through the gla**.
All my struggles are captured
in these photographs.
I did what’s best for me
with some uncertainty.
I climbed a mountain
to embrace the things I couldn’t see.
Always been clear to me
just who I wanna be.
So far from chasin dreams,
cause greatness comes to
those who never sleep.
I don’t wanna grow old.
Sweet dreams,
I’ve been sold.
Opportunities pa**ed me on my way back,
life’s moving too fast.
Different cities through the gla**.
All my struggles are captured
in these photographs.
I don’t wanna grow old.
Sweet dreams,
I’ve been sold.
Opportunities pa**ed me on my way back,
life’s moving too fast.
Different cities through the gla**.
All my struggles are captured
in these photographs.
I don’t wanna grow old.
Sweet dreams,
I’ve been sold.
Opportunities pa**ed me on my way back home.