Chewing on his fingernails
Eating up his thoughts that
Taste like they're grown up
Giving in to growing up
At least for now
He ponders his reflection
But it takes imagination
To push his pride aside
And see what is inside him
The thoughts he's tossing, turning
Becoming mature
Or at least maturing
Chorus:
We live in a big, big world
And we are lost from the moment we're born
So we can find ourselves
Find ourselves
He's drinking from his glass
But now that's in the past
And it runs inside of him
Twisting and mixing and spinning
And he's finding meaning now
Or at least he's trying
Chorus:
We live in a big, big world
And we are lost from the moment we're born
So we can find ourselves
Find ourselves
He was born to search
He has a chance to find his worth
A chance to find his soul
But will he ever get close?
He can write his songs
For as long as he wants
But he still will need
To succeed to himself in the end
Chorus:
We live in a big, big world
And we are lost from the moment we're born
So we can find ourselves
Find ourselves