What am I gonna be I grow up? How am I gonna make my mark in And what are they gonna write me when I'm gone? These are the questions that shape the way I think about matters
But I have no of my next heartbeat And my world's too big to make a for myself And if no one wants to read about me when I'm gone? Seems to me that right now's the only that matters
You know the of my days So come Your pictures on the canvas in my head And come write Your on my heart And teach me the power of a The power of a moment, the power of a moment,
In kingdom 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 the number of my days So paint Your pictures on the canvas in my head And write Your wisdom on my heart And me the power of a moment The of a moment, the power of a moment, yeah
I get so by my bigger schemes Show me the importance of the things Like a word, a seed, a thorn, a and a cup of cold water
You know the of my days So come paint Your pictures on the canvas in my And come write Your wisdom on my And teach me the of a moment The power of a moment, the of moment
You the number of my days So paint Your pictures on the canvas in my head And come write Your on my heart And me the power of a moment The of a moment, the power of The power of, the of a moment, yeah