What am I gonna be I grow up? How am I gonna my mark in history? And what are they gonna write me when I'm gone? These are the questions that shape the way I about what matters
But I no guarantee of my next heartbeat And my world's too big to a name for myself And what if no one to read about me when I'm gone? Seems to me that right the only moment that matters
You know the of my days So come paint Your on the canvas in my head And come Your wisdom on my heart And teach me the power of a The of a moment, the power of a moment, yeah
In Your where the least is greatest Weak are strength and fools confound the wise And forever brushes up against a moment's Leaving and drawing me into what really matters
You know the of my days So come paint pictures on the canvas in my head And come write Your on my heart And teach me the power of a The of a moment, the power of a moment, yeah
I get so by my bigger schemes Show me the importance of the simple Like a word, a seed, a thorn, a nail and a cup of cold
You the number of my days So paint Your pictures on the canvas in my head And come write Your wisdom on my And teach me the of a moment The power of a moment, the power of
You know the of my days So come Your pictures on the canvas in my head And come write wisdom on my heart And teach me the power of a The power of a moment, the of The power of, the of a moment, yeah