oh, tell me its ok   i wanna know that everybody makes it through   somehow i need to know that you're going through   the same emptiness that i feel now   should growing up feel like a new pair of shoes?      my dream goes so...      falling from higher ground   landing on my feet   waking up tonight to say:      so can i write things on this wall?   and tell you about the things i did   who i loved   lives i didn't change      i'll clench my fists and hold on tight   the years are pulling me too hard   and i'm not ready for this pain      cause it's the pain of realization   waking up and finding out   that i might not turn out like my dad   and i'll cry      tonight i'm fifteen   tomorrow i'm eighteen   when will i make my mark on this life?      my dream goes so...      falling from higher ground   learning of defeat   waking up tonight to cry      so can i write thing on this wall?   and tell you about the things i did   who i loved   lives i didn't change      i'll clench my fists and hold on tight   the years are pulling me too hard   and i'm not ready for this pain      so i won't fall behind   no, i won't fall behind   yeah      falling from higher ground   learning of defeat   waking up tonight to cry      can i break down this here wall   kick it hard and work these shoes   make it fit right this time   walk on water and feel your rain   it washes all regret from me   oh growing up fits me like   a new pair of shoes