In my bed I lay,

Looking at the ceiling 

I see fathers arms covering us 

I feel at ease 

I listen to the silent night 

I find my dream 

I see myself in a black void

jumping all over the place 

I believe it for a while 

I feel joyous 

Looking at the ceiling 

I wonder where I am going 

My head screams 

I am just a teen 

I feel incapable 

In my bed I lay, 

I feel my insides are going to explode 

At the thought of growing up