When we were young, we didn't really think of what was to come. On top of a hill, waiting for the world to give us it all, You've out grown your clothes. The hill you used to climb now looks like a cliff Where do we go, where do we wind up If we don't let them make our minds up, Can we ever win, in this game of tribes Grew up in a day, how can you expect me to know what to do, I'm playing along, to go upstream's such a hard way to swim, There's no way to win. Each time I pass a test there's a new one ahead Where do we go, where do we wind up, If we don't let them make our minds up, Can we ever win, in this game of tribes