Growing Up

In 10 years, will things be completely different?
In 20, will I have a wife and kids?
Maybe this is where things end
But maybe it's where things begin

'Cause we're growing up
And I've had enough
And though we may not be perfect
We'll make it through this
(We'll make it through this)
We'll make it through this

No more Santa
Was I nice or was I naughty?
I grew up too fast
And now my birthdays don't have parties
I'm gonna miss dancing in the rain
And now my whole life relies on my brain

'Cause we're growing up
And I've had enough
And though we may not be perfect
We'll make it through this
(We'll make it through this)
We'll make it through this

I'm blinking as the years go by
Won't be too long 'til the pigs finally fly
One more blink will be the day I die
So I'm gonna make the most of my life

I'm blinking as the years go by
Won't be too long 'til the pigs finally fly
One more blink will be the day I die
So I'm gonna make the most of my life

I'm blinking as the years go by
Won't be too long 'til the pigs finally fly
One more blink will be the day I die
So I'm gonna make the most of my life

I'm blinking as the years go by
Won't be too long 'til the pigs finally fly
One more blink will be the day I die
So I'm gonna make the most of my life

(The most of my life)



Credits
Writer(s): Jack C Turner
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