Now I'm twenty and what do I have to say
I can repeat all that I am told
So am I intellectual?
When I'm forty will I look back and say,
"I gave up life for a chance to be well known, and it's not about what you own."

When I gain focus
The outlines of my road will converge
At a sunset I never foresaw
I'll walk though blinded
With so many hands to guide me on

Walls are about to crumble
For life has just begun

Friends change their colors every fall
Some wither never to return
You can't fight time
Oh, how I've tried

Our lifelines are losing symmetry,
But don't dwell on time not better spent,
Question the self-evident

When I gain focus
The outlines of my road will converge
At a sunset I never foresaw
I'll walk though blinded
With so many hands to guide me on

Walls are about to crumble
For life has just begun