Grown Up

I can remember the feeling of being small Praying to a god I don't believe in to grow tall Can you remember the evenings of your youth? Losing track of time, losing count of hours Losing your balance, and then losing a tooth Where does it go? So fast and so slow? And so, you notice you got old Where does it go? Like how spring melts the snow? One day, you're living on your own I can remember believing That my parents were gods And yes, there's comfort in people But fear in a faith that's lost Oh, what a wonderful feeling To own and operate your life Oh what a terrible burden All my decisions are mine Where does it go? So fast and so slow? And so, you notice you got old Where does it go? Like how spring melts the snow? One day, you're living on your own