And now you're 21, 22, 23
And you can't possibly know what you want yet.
and now you're 24, 25, 26
and you don't dance like you used to.
and you and your friends
You all have your studies
and you wait around,
For something to happen
do you even have any idea?
where exactly you are?
You're wasting your youth
Between pubs and shared flats
and now you're 21, 22, 23
And you can't possibly know what you want yet.
and now you're 24, 25, 26
and you don't dance like you used to.
and sometime you're melancholic
In the street lamp light
On the weekends you go party
and of course get yourself drunk
and you keep your dreams purposefully small
so that at the end you won't be disappointed.
and now you're 21, 22, 23
And you can't possibly know what you want yet.
and now you're 24, 25, 26
and you don't dance like you used to.
and you always say that none of it's on you
and order yourself another beer
and whenever I ask you what you want
you only ever say "I don't know. At least I'm not in my
mid-30s"
and now you're 21, 22, 23
And you can't possibly know what you want yet.
and now you're 24, 25, 26
and you don't dance like you used to.
and now you're 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29...