When I think back to golden ages In the early years of life I always seem to miss the unconcern I had these times But things are changing and it's on me to decide If my future will be more than just a compromise I hope to god it will be more than just a compromise Now everything I see is insecurity How did I end up here? I did the best I could Got here with good intentions But now I'm on my own On my own On my own Whooooooaaah And it haunts me everyday Everytime that I come home Or at least that's what it's called And even if the streets are paved with gold How do we know which way leads into anything at all? I'm wandering aimlessly to find my destiny I'm waiting so desperately Hope I'll find my destiny Now everything I see is insecurity How did I end up here? I did the best I could Got here with good intentions But now I'm on my own On my own On my own Whooooooaaah (Afraid of what's to come) I'm so afraid of what's to come (Learn to get things done) Will I ever learn to get things done?