Growing old ain't what they said it would be
I didn't run to it or ask to break free
The world didn't suddenly turn its back on me
I'm just having to let go so gradually.
I pack my life in boxes kiss my past goodbye
A kiss for my mother and a hug for my father before I fly
Is this goodbye or really hello
To the life I am meeting, down I go, down I go
Leaving home ain't what they said it would be
pack a suitcase and run to where the road leads
It's garbage bags and letting go of memories
I hate having to let go so tediously.
I pack my life in boxes kiss my childhood goodbye
A kiss for my mother and hug for my father before I fly
But I will carry you with me wherever I go
In this life I am leading, down I go, down I go
Wandering, wandering off to war
War with the world that won't let me soar
But in the end of the fight I promise I'll come home
Never forget where my dreams were grown