I went and moved up North
And our song stopped playing on the radio
Bittersweet, kick in the teeth, kind of way to go
Teenage tales written in late night texts
And washed out polaroids
Could it be that I'm getting older?
It's just too fast to make my mind up
Can we stay here for just a moment?
I'll meet you there when I feel bold enough
If I feel bold enough
There's tales of yours I'll never hear
I guess comfort comes with being near
And I know I'm passive to my fears
But doesn't fight just end in tears?
Will I still feel this when I'm older?
Or dust the doubt off of my shoulders?
It's funny how you have the space to grow
But I left myself at home
Could it be that I'm getting older?
It's just too fast to make my mind up
Can we stay here for just a moment?
I'll meet you there when I feel bold enough
If I feel bold enough
The home that felt our kicks and scrapes
Pure love and shame
Tears, thrill and rage
The friends you've loved
Gone separate ways
From a street, to a train, to a thought away
Bright eyes, your name, I'm lost on the way
To write a life worth living
Or just a page
Could it be that I'm getting older?
It's just too fast to make my mind up
Can we stay here for just a moment?
I'll meet you there when I feel bold enough
If I feel bold enough