As you grow up, the view will start to change.
The embrace of the first morning's light,
Running for hours beneath the blue.
All of it seems to be there just for you.
The days were long and hushed.
When did it all become such a rush?
As you grow, the view starts to change.
Your hours are no longer free.
It is just the way it has to be.
The price to pay for growing up
Will be the bill you fear the most.
Age may be just a number,
But no one talks about the word that tags along:
As you grow, the view will start to change.
It may be odd to say,
But it will be okay.
The road is long.
The price is steep,
But dare I say...
It is worth the leap.
For one simple reason.
As you grew, the view changed.
Long gone are the hours of endless blue.
The hours have passed.
Your time is up.
Was it all well spent?
Your view has changed.
But another's eyes have just opened up
To the morning's first light,
The endless hours of blue.
The price has been met,
All just for one reason,
To give this gift to you...
Of nothing else but