It's an odd and awful way to be 
It's a happy laughter of the free 
It's a truth and it's a dare 
It's a feeling in the air 
It's a mother's love for a child 
It's a burst from someone else's universe 
It's something you carry with you like a curse 
It's a smile or a tear 
It's a treasured souvenir 
It's a cue that makes the heart sing 
And an argument that has nowhere to go 
And you'll grow old before you know 
And the memories shine clear like looking in a mirror 
And you remember all the times you were sincere 
And the mood will hit you, you'll be a baby again 
It will take and embrace you like an old friend 
Adventure in your eyes with manic surprise 
Like the sun shining through the clouds 

POW !