Life goes on and on I'm still not knowing what to do A long time spent on a high class school Why am I such a fool? Fine career ahead and lots of money to be made The coolest people, the fanciest cars But nothing that I like As I'm turning years it's getting worse I cannot stop this dream I can't make up my head Clocks tick they don't stop And I'm still doing the same things I wonder around and hope to be found I'm singing along to the same old sounds Eight years happen so fast Now there's nothing I can do I want that time to be back in my life I keep asking myself why As I'm turning years it's getting worse I cannot stop this train I can't make up my head As I'm turning years it's getting worse I cannot stop this dream I can't wake up and live I cannot stop this train I can't make up my head As I'm turning years it's getting worse I cannot stop this dream I can't make up my head As I'm turning years it's getting worse I cannot stop this dream I can't wake up and live