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Are we idling and wasting time? Or just turning blind eyes So we won't see That every year since Plan 9 I've become less inclined To believe this is me This dime a dozen song and dance Has been freezing my hands I can't write a thing You can't win over the ones You sing about in song Cause all my friends are growing up But I can make a young girl cry Well that's not what I had in mind I can't stop thinking about the other side I know that if I get there then I'll make it to late night And I'll finally have found my way home We're always dreaming of lies We dream away our lives But that's what life is Where we forget who we are We drive expensive cars Home to our beautiful wife and kids SongtexteWell I don't know what that is I can't stop thinking about the other side I know that if I get there then I'll finally get it right Then I'll finally be able to tell that I remember it well The way I've lived in my life I saw a middle aged man a magazine in his hand Plane and pilot for the child in him too afraid to land This had me completely drained He doesn't own a plane I'm sure and won't ever This got me thinking that life Is just too short here to waste On the thought that someday I'll see my face On every magazine and even on TV I'm 21 now, I started at 13 (Don't be so cynical There's breath of life in this world In love and sex and the decisions we made growing up Don't be so cynical There's breath of life in this world Your family loves you And you've got a few good friends) Aus Songtexte Mania