We're growing up and we're growing old And my friends are moving on Going places with people I've never met And I'm packing up and I'm moving out And I'm walking across the stage Into a world that I've never seen And they ask me where I'm going And they ask me what I see ahead But if I'm being completely honest I can't see a thing Now I am walking across a plank With a blindfold over my eyes And I can't see the steps right in front of me I could back out and I could flee Or stay strong and stay free And dive in cos fear it wont hold me down And I can't see Him but I hear His voice And He's guiding me through all the noise When I can't trace His hand, I'll trust His heart Even in this new start And I used to think that when I was grown up I'd have my life figured out I'd know exactly who I was I'd be set in my ways not needing to change But now that I'm here I feel more like a child Still learning my lessons and needing direction Still needing direction And I used to think that when I was grown up I'd have my life figured out I'd know exactly who I was I'd be set in my ways not needing to change But now that I'm here I feel more like a child Still learning my lessons and needing direction Still needing direction Needing direction So when I can't trace His hand, I'll trust His heart To lead me in, to lead me in this new start So when I can't trace His hand, I'll trust His heart To lead me in, to lead me in this new start