Growing Up
I was 17 couldn't wait to leave
Next thing I knew I was 23
Wished I could fly home but I had a job to keep
And couldn't afford a seat
10 years flies by fast
It was too late by the time I looked back
So much changed since the last
Time I saw you Mom and Dad
You trust in me to trust my gut
I don't know if I trust me as much
It's hard to come to terms with losing touch
But I made a choice when I was young
Just trying to become someone
I'm not ready for this kind of growing up
This kind of growing up
I still feel 15
But when I go back home time hits me
With changes like the lines on your cheeks
Reminding me of the smiles I ain't seen
Ain't it crazy how
I remember you at my age now
And I'm still trying to figure this thing out
You trust in me to trust my gut
I don't know if I trust me as much
It's hard to come to terms with losing touch
But I made a choice when I was young
Just trying to become someone
I'm not ready for this kind of growing up
This kind of growing up
This kind of growing up
You still look at me the same
Conversations like nothings changed
But then I drive away
And I won't be back here for months
It's harder every time I come
It's still never long enough
But you trust in me to trust my gut
I don't know if I trust me as much
It's hard to come to terms with losing touch
But I made a choice when I was young
Just trying to become someone
I'm not ready for this kind of growing up
This kind of growing up
This kind of growing up
Next thing I knew I was 23
Wished I could fly home but I had a job to keep
And couldn't afford a seat
10 years flies by fast
It was too late by the time I looked back
So much changed since the last
Time I saw you Mom and Dad
You trust in me to trust my gut
I don't know if I trust me as much
It's hard to come to terms with losing touch
But I made a choice when I was young
Just trying to become someone
I'm not ready for this kind of growing up
This kind of growing up
I still feel 15
But when I go back home time hits me
With changes like the lines on your cheeks
Reminding me of the smiles I ain't seen
Ain't it crazy how
I remember you at my age now
And I'm still trying to figure this thing out
You trust in me to trust my gut
I don't know if I trust me as much
It's hard to come to terms with losing touch
But I made a choice when I was young
Just trying to become someone
I'm not ready for this kind of growing up
This kind of growing up
This kind of growing up
You still look at me the same
Conversations like nothings changed
But then I drive away
And I won't be back here for months
It's harder every time I come
It's still never long enough
But you trust in me to trust my gut
I don't know if I trust me as much
It's hard to come to terms with losing touch
But I made a choice when I was young
Just trying to become someone
I'm not ready for this kind of growing up
This kind of growing up
This kind of growing up
Credits
Writer(s): Brian John Harwood, Dustin Bird, Alli Walker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.