Lyrics:

Early in the morning the feeling starts
Tell me I'm all grown and I've come so far
But I don't feel the wise wisdoms as we talk...

Search between the cars in the parking lot
Try to play a part that I know I'm not
Early in deciding but late to start...

Twenty years, twenty years
Should I get why I'm here?
Twenty years, twenty years...

How can I quit to think about days to come
Will I choose the right ways before the wrong
Will I pend the money so that I stand strong?

And does it pass as quickly as people say
Will I find my bones to be weak one day
Will I feel the short will I feel the fray?

Twenty years, twenty years
Should I get why I'm here?
Twenty years, twenty years...

Twenty years, twenty years
Should I get why I'm here?
Twenty years, twenty years