We grew old we grew up and we never went back
to that place we used to call our home
What has happened to that boy
has he now become a man
where s the wisdom he thought he would have?
When we were young we looked up at adults who seemed to know it all
Now we re adults ourselves and we still don t know which way to fall
I remember those days with all colours no grey
The grey crept under my skin not in my soul I won t let it in
Is there a meaning to life?
Or do we just hang on?
I have no answers at all
