Feeling strange, a little caught
And I'm a little awed
Feeling great on my own
Just like a torture
And I don't see where everybody
Wants something to hoard, yeah
Maybe I should just
Invite her over
When I'm older
Will I be fun?
Will I stay young?
When I'm grown up
When I'm older
I'm a little awed

Will I run?
And kiss the sun?
I feel a little anxious
I'm talking in my sleep
Cause I find it kind of hard
To say this consciously
To say this consciously
And I can't
Sooner replay the thoughts
In my mind
So they stick all the time
Maybe I'm just scared
Of dying alone
When I'm older
Will I be fun?
Will I stay young?
When I'm grown up
When I'm older








Will I run?
And kiss the sun?
When I'm grown up
Don't wanna know
What's coming next
Is it death?
Or regret?
So now I'm here
Like you know it
Conversating with my head
The answer is no








When I'm older, will I be fun? Will I be fun? Will I stay young?
When I'm older, will I run? When I'm grown up?
When I'm older, will I be fun? Will I stay young?
When I'm grown up, or when I'm older, I will I run?
And kiss the sun, when I'm grown up
Cause I might die if someone hold me one last time
Before I die
Are you fall asleep?