Now and then I pace my place
 I can't retrace how I got here
 I cheat and lie to check my fates
 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 ride 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 takes you on without warning