I never imagined when I was a kid

That at 30, my life would look quite like this

When I was younger, I thought I’d do more

Where did all the time go? It’s fleeting for sure

All my life

I think I might be chasing a ghost

All this time

I’m shooting, but I never get close

Is there any time left for me to become

The man I imagined I’d be when I grew up

I look in the mirror, and I see regret

I’ll try not to squander whatever time I have left

All my life

I think I might be chasing a ghost

All this time

I’m shooting, but I never get close

I can’t change anything

Gold won’t stay golden anyway

Is it too late? I can’t say

All my life

I think I might be chasing a ghost

All my life

I think I might be chasing a ghost

All this time

I’m shooting, but I never get close

All my life

I think I might be chasing a ghost

All this time

I'm shooting, but I never get close