When we were children, lying down on the grass,
Our parents would ask, "What do you want to be,
When you grow up", and then we'd say something cute like,
"I want to be an, astronaut."
Yet time flies and, waits for no one,
We find ourselves asking, "What do I want in life?"
But there are always, things that we love,
And things that we hate, it's just how it works.
So if, we could choose,
Why would we, do something we don't like,
Instead, we should go,
And do the, things we enjoy in life.
'Cause then, when we're old,
We can look, back and remember that,
This is, how we all,
Found ourselves, and moved onwards.
As seasons change,
We grow in many ways,
And there may be,
Problems that arise but we'll be,
Just fine and okay,
Because we know that we can
Be happy if we,
Just remember,
That if, we could choose,
Why would we, do something we don't like,
Instead, we should go,
And do the, things we enjoy in life.
'Cause then, when we're old,
We can look, back and remember that,
This is, how we all,
Found ourselves, and moved onwards.