Thinking back to when I was young
To now and who I've become
I think that I still have a ways to go
See my friends grow up to pursue
Things at times I regret I didn't do
I still think that I have a ways to go

I'm a creature of habit I know
Wish that I had grasped that a long time ago
I see two roads ahead
Split my heart and my head
So I can find my own way my way to go

Opportunities were always right
In front of my very eyes
Why didn't I grab them before I let them go?
I can't wait on somebody else
To push and improve myself
With my own two feet I need to get up and go

I'm a creature of habit I know
Wish that I had grasped that a long time ago
I see two roads ahead
Split my heart and my head
So I can find my own way my way to go

Thinking back to when I was young
To now and who I've become
I think that I still have a ways to go