I criticize myself in the depth of nights
Its a cold and stormy world
With no shelter or place to hide
If you shift your focus forward
There's no time for looking back
Only time for looking past
Try to fight the growing up
Age will give you peace of mind
While the world gives you a cold shoulder
Many people have come before us
Try to Peter Pan yourself out of life
All this new responsibility
Just leads to more hostility
That the time has come to grow up
Strap your boots on time to show up
When you look back on the course of your life
And you reflect as though it all happened twice
Try to fight the growing up
Age will give you peace of mind
While the world gives you a cold shoulder