I was young, and at fifteen years old I had all the fun
And everything else seem fine when I'm done
At seventeen I was fill with magic, the years visit me on a run
Asking for more details about life and adulthood
Parties and drunkenness trying to be your friends
I watch the sunset, as shooting stars migrate to homeland of dream
Then come responsibility of age, seeing all go through the change
Like season when winter come and seeing the leaves fall
When the little girl's I knew, who played with dirt, now Shown color of surprise
Dress all nice and her hair braid, her smell left Samber on a raining day
As they're passing by, my friends watched stunn how miracle come true
Can you imagine that girl who broke her toy and cry
Now walking with firm face, radian with confident posture
Took a look at my own self, senses the gap between us
Maturities was my enemy back then, pretending I'm find
Now betrayal in my glass of water, and I'm afraid to sip up the years yet to come ...