I could get on a plane,
and scale the alps,
or scuba drive across The Great Barrier Reef.
I could push around a gondola,
learn to rope a steer from a cowboy,
or man a tuk tuk.
I could be painted a million different colours in India,
drink my weight in beer in Germany,
or pour out my heart into a notebook under the Eiffle tower.
I could do all of these thing, but my responsibilities would be waiting for me at home.
University, jobs, love, life. It would all be waiting, ready to turn me into an adult
So, let's keep moving , eh?
Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 8:38 AM UTC
I could get on a plane,
and scale the alps,
or scuba drive across The Great Barrier Reef.
I could push around a gondola,
learn to rope a steer from a cowboy,
or man a tuk tuk.
I could be painted a million different colours in India,
drink my weight in beer in Germany,
or pour out my heart into a notebook under the Eiffle tower.
I could do all of these thing, but my responsibilities would be waiting for me at home.
University, jobs, love, life. It would all be waiting, ready to turn me into an adult
So, let's keep moving , eh?
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