What am I gonna be I grow up? How am I gonna make my in history? 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 guarantee of my heartbeat And my world's too big to make a name for 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 paint Your 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 power of a moment,
In Your where the least is greatest Weak are given strength and confound the wise And forever brushes up against a moment's Leaving impressions and drawing me into what matters
You know the of my days So paint Your 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 power of a moment,
I get so distracted by my bigger Show me the importance of the things a word, a seed, a thorn, a nail and a cup of cold water
You the number of my days So come paint Your pictures on the canvas in my And come write Your wisdom on my And teach me the power of a The power of a moment, the of moment
You know the of my days So paint Your pictures on the canvas in my head And write Your wisdom on my heart And teach me the of a moment The of a moment, the power of The of, the power of a moment, yeah