Stress of the youth it's the truth
So many choices
With your heart trapped in your hand
You stop livin' in the moment
And we are given all this time
Thinkin' of ways to waste it
Well I say...
Give me more time to be 18, weightless
Give me more time to take all the chances
How many hours will I stay up dreamin'
How will I know when my time stops tickin'
Got a chip in your shoulder
Well you better move over
Can't you see that we've got someone
To fill in your place
So you think that you couldn't be replaced
Well get up and say...
Give me more time to be 18, weightless
Give me more time to take all the chances
How many hours will I stay up dreamin'
How will I know when my time stops tickin'
If my time stops tickin'
If it stops tickin' ohhhh
Give me more time to be 18, weightless
Give me more time to take all the chances
How many hours will i stay up dreamin'
How will I know when my time stops tickin'
The colors, of the stars, in my eyes
Of the light, that I don't let shine
The colors, of the stars, in my eyes
Of the light, that I don't let shine through my window
Give me more time to be 18, weightless
Give me more time to take all the chances
How many hours will I stay up dreamin'
How will I know when my time stops tickin'