These Streets

When I grow old will we be still walking our streets Singing hey this one's on me Thinking hey where have you been When I grow old will we still follow our dreams Holding on, on what we've preached Standing up for what we've reached Where's your courage to Be the hero from our daydreams in the past When we were just following the clouds Saying that's what it's all about In our heads we see us roaming and our thoughts still in the sky Chasing everything that's optimistic Don't even bother to ask me why Weren't you the one who kept our hopes strong Now you are suffering, burying yourself in too deep What's with your dreams underneath your skin Growing old doesn't mean to give in In the end it's your feet that walk On a path, as a stranger, with no one to talk I cannot find you in this maze You were not meant to stay there What's with the promise we've made To get ourselves back out here When I grow old will we be still walking our streets Singing hey this ones on me Thinking hey where have you been Your silhuettes are falling apart Into shards of paperdust Black ink fainting into smoke Whispering wheres your wanderlust Becoming one with the walls Sewn up eyes and silent calls this stagnation from within So distant worlds that we live in Weren't you the one who kept our hopes strong Now you are suffering, burying yourself in too deep What's with your dreams underneath your skin Growing old doesn't mean to give in In the end it's your feet that walk On a path, as a stranger, with no one to talk Who's gonna has to die to remind us We are on the run where no one can find us To find the destiny that we all believe in Because time runs faster than we think Frozen minds, no ideal's to follow When I grow old will we be still walking our streets Singing hey this ones on me Thinking hey where have you been When I grow old will we be still walking our streets Singing hey this ones on me Thinking hey where have you been