He spends his whole life being too young,
To live the life that he dreams
And now he lies awake and wonders
Why can’t that be me?
Cause in his life he’s filled with all these good intentions.
He’s left a lot of things he’d rather not mention right now.
Just before he says goodnight,
He looks up with a little smile at me and he says
If I could be like that
I’d would give anything
Just to live one day
In those shoes.
If I could be like that, what would I do?
What would I do?