I see my mother in the mirror Now more than ever I hear my father He’s talking right out of my mouth Everything I know is still up for question Everything I am is made up of moments Everything I know I'm still second guessing Everything I am is made up of time I was a baby On my way to full grown Time moves the same as ever But I still wonder where it all goes I was a baby On my way to full grown Time moves the same as always But sometimes it feels slow It feels slow I believe in something Magic and miracles I believe that love is fuel And our bodies they are vehicles On roads, we’ll never surely know Nothing is for certain That I'm certainly sure of Everything I know is still up for question Everything I am is made up of moments Everything I know I'm still second guessing Everything I am is made up of time I was a baby on my way to full grown