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