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